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Lucasta, I 'm off to the Whores (Parody)
Nag me not (shrew) or begrudge my time
That from the Nunnery
Of thy Chaste breast and ice cold bed
To whores and bars I fly
True, the new waitress now I chase
And hope to “cop a feel”
And with lascivious eyes undress
She who, for cash, will yield.
Yet all my infidelities
Are easily ignored-
You go to bed at nine o’clock
And, what is worse, you snore.
poem
by
John F. McCullagh
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