Sarx

My friend David and I cowrote thos back in 1996. It was my first published poem. A little on the risque side but largely work-safe, if the verses seem out of order it’s because we were working with Amy Grant’s first Christmas album.

Just hear those key chains jing-a-ling, ring-ting ting-a-ling, too
Come on it’s lovely leather for some bondage together with you
Inside the music’s playing
and tops are saying, “soo-wee”
oh my, that’s lovely leather for some bondage together with me

Giddy-up, giddy-up, giddy-up, you slut
and bark like a mutt
you do what I say or I’ll spank your butt
giddy-up, giddy-up, giddy-up, it’s grand…
stop using your hand
I’m riding your hole with my pole
through a butchy fairy land

Your cheeks are red from slapping
you got a strapping from me
then it’s high in the saddle
with a belt or a paddle we’ll be
Come on it’s lovely leather for some bondage together with me

there’s a happy feeling nothing in the world can buy
when I tie the cords around your balls and watch you cry
it’ll be nearly like a picture spread
in drummer magazine
these dominant scenes are the themes that separate men from queens

let’s take the road to sodom
and use a condom or two
Come on it’s lovely leather for some bondage together with you

©1994