Pour Another ---------------- Pacing the pantry, pouring poison Claws on the tiles and a smile gone sly Licking the rim of every empty bottle Put it down, "Cat: I know your lies!" Me, I'm only a pig in wool socks Snoring on the sofa, mouth awry These daft thoughts cost me, stumbling round my skull Worn out, "Love: your claw-marks on my thighs." Pour us another round, my Isabelle Lover, fill it up, I won't ask why Swallow it down, my dear, you're still a belle Damn me, I snort and you rake my thighs "Every pig and tiger here, now grunt it back to me Drink up!" Forgive me, love, and pour another round, my Isabelle I told you, lover, fill it up again, and I won't ask why Me, I, I'll swallow it down twice, my dear, you're still a prize, "Oink! Grrrrr!" Damn me, I snort and you rake my thighs Drink up, Isabelle... Pour us another round, my Isabelle Fill it, fill it up, I won't ask why Swallow it down, my dear, you're still a belle "Oink! Grrrrr!" Damn me, I snort and you rake my thighs "Mmm... Okay..." --- "Pour Another" Copyright © 2026 Rick n' Stolti. All rights reserved. [email protected]
