The Dirty Book.

The dirty book
Smiles at us for days
From the top shelf.
We have to climb to get it.
I am volunteered
On account of my supreme agility.
It is called The Joy of Sex.
It features a man
With a beard
That only the seventies
Would forgive
And a woman
Who always looks happy.

We take it up to the top bedroom
First: the wheelbarrow
My cousin has strong wrists
She handstands
And I sink between her legs.
Once there, I'm not sure
What to do
So we try the cradle,
String of pearls,
The backwards cradle.
I catch my Big Fun badge
On her angora jumper
We are bored.