Adult Bedtime Poetry

Hickory-dickory-dock,
I’d rather you not talk.
It’s almost 6 o’clock,
I have to go for my walk.
When I get back we shall fock.
Please don’t use the lock,
If you do, I’ll have to knock
Because I have a hard cock.
I will make your bed rock,
Have you screaming bock!
Then you can jock me off,
I’ll finish in your sock
And be gone like a hawk.

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