Love's Fourever
I’ll never learn, heavens above, Done it again, fallen in love. Couple, throuple; they’re so last year, We’re polycules, a square my dear. Jess really was a bit of a whore, Everyone called her pussy galore. A while since she’d worn knickers, Easy access for her harem of lickers. She’s a changed woman now, you see, All because of Em, Laura and me. Committed to the loving fab four, Let out Tuesdays to make others roar....