Different Strokes

I loved it, when we'd fuck
but you preferred, when we 'made love'
I loved your tiny, girlish tits
that you're so ashamed of..

I loved to lick your labia
but you hate oral sex
and when I tried to bring you round
it only served to vex

I'm not a whore, you'd cry
and blushingly turn out the light.
And you gave me the third degree
for that large 'crude' love bite.

I thought that you'd grow confident
and maybe more at ease
but your mind closed and I just knew,
I'd never find the keys.

You searched around for reasons
to finally close the door
and when I showed you my shaved balls;
it was the final straw.

You said it was perverted
and I should have read the sign;
then I never would have proposed
that we try a sixty-nine.

You loved it for a minute;
every time I made you cum.
But let's face it, I was never going
to get too shag you're bum.

I've met another girl now
and she's is a horny miss;
she wears me out and wants it
stuck, in every orifice.

I've heard your new man brings you
places that I'd never go;
I hope you win a fortune
at the Friday night Bingo ;)