Wicked

Wicked

I said No
You wicked, wicked rolling pin
I meant Yes

Don’t you know
Cod born don’t point up at my chin
I said No

Don’t go slow
A sceptre, causing lust to come,
I meant Yes

I know best
Bolt shooting at a girl’s bare bum
I said No

It’s a test
False-hearted spike of wanton-ness
I meant Yes

Leave it rest
You’ve brought me nothing but distress
I said No

I can’t keep hold, I can’t resist
You thruster! Wicked thing! Desist!
I said No
I meant Yes