Bill on the Couch
by DCDave

If I use my hand or Hillary
I feel so deprived.
My carnal satisfaction
Has to be derived
From targets of opportunity,
As the gunners say,
From trophies prime in season,
Whatever comes my way,
Spiced with a little danger,
Taken on the sly,
Pursuer and pursued,
The quickly opened fly.
It gets my juices flowing.
That's real gratification.
I'm a soldier in a fire fight,
If I use my imagination.
I'm the growling alpha male,
Glowing incandescent.
Don't tell me that the "alpha"
Stands for "adolescent."

David Martin

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