my Mad Aunty Ellie’s mechanical man

I’m quite at his mercy – oh, fool that I am! –
alone in the basement, I try to awake
my Mad Aunty Ellie’s mechanical man

with no one to see me, I dare to strip naked
so cold in the store room! I fear to be caught
alone in the basement, I try to awake

my heart in a panic, seduced by the thought…
deny him I must! it would shame me if not!
so cold in the store room! I fear to be caught

though fear of discovery’s ever so hot…
oh help me somebody! I’m begging you please!
deny him I must! it would shame me if not!

I’m no longer loving this curious tease
I’m caught in the grip of this loving machine
oh help me somebody! I’m begging you please!

his touch makes me horny as ever I’ve been
I’m quite at his mercy – oh, fool that I am! –
I’m caught in the grip of this loving machine
my Mad Aunty Ellie’s mechanical man

About Frank

A Sci-Fi & Fantasy author and lyrical poet with a mild obsession for vampires, succubi, goddesses and Supergirl.
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