She kept her sect
even then
kept her sect.
Her red eyes eye the melees he gets.
Yet she keeps her sect.
Erek renders them sleep
eleven per week
eleven eeks per step
eleven met per trek
See
Erek's set.
He ever seems met
steep bet
she's slender
svelte
eclectic
she's free
...except
she expresses her sect.
She'll be perfect when she defects
he frets
we'll see her effect then
genteel when best
she's never rendered her sex!
Erek deems her erect
flesh rested effect
yet
she’s never rendered her sex!
See
sex Erek blest.
Even her elder eyed the crest's tent
preen
sweet meld her sex she’d perplex
effervescent
she'd vent:
"never exempt
he excesses!"
She'd beg
"speck me!
meddle the scent"
her mettle
her best.
Her’s settled
she’d vex
Erek knew best
Sex Erek blest.
Yet Erek eyed the red eyed
he'd seen her seek
he needed her mettle
he'd needed her sex
weeks
weeks
weeks!
The meek ewe
the lesser sheep.
Erek eyed
he expressed
ever gentle
yet she kept her sect.
Then jerked
red eyed
he wept.
Ever shredded respect
he jeered where she slept
Yet she kept her sect.
Then jerked
red eyed
he wept.
Eleven weekends per term he'd beg her
Erek she regressed even then.
Then when the freeness he'd centred her left her
When he legged her
Weeded
red eyed
she wept
Excreted
secreted
she crept.
Bedded
she slept
yet she kept her sect.
Red eyed left
even then
she kept her sect.
