Tragic Rabbit Posted May 17, 2006 Report Share Posted May 17, 2006 We?ll go no more a-shagging (with apologies to Lord Byron 1788-1824: http://www.bartleby.com/101/599.html) So, we?ll go no more a-shagging So late and through the night, Though my lust it be not flagging, And your baldrick be as tight. For the sword outwears its sheath, Weary dicks they doth protest, And a guy must pause to breathe, Desire itself have rest. Though the night be made for screwing, And the day returns too soon, Overuse was our undoing- Give me a call in June. * Link to comment
Guest rusticmonk86 Posted May 20, 2006 Report Share Posted May 20, 2006 i didn't like the end Link to comment
Tragic Rabbit Posted May 22, 2006 Author Report Share Posted May 22, 2006 Well, gee whiz. What I did was take a somewhat suggestive, old poem and make it more obviously sexual...including the anti-romantic last line. I thought it a nice contrast to Byron's original and tribute, too, as that's one of my all-time favorite poems. TR Link to comment
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