Paphos People

He laid her on the table,
so white clean and bare.
his forehead wet with beads of sweat,
he rubbed her here and there.
he stroked her neck then felt her breast,
and then drooling felt her thigh.
the slit was wet and all was set,
he gave a joyous cry. the hole was wide,
he looked inside, all was dark and murky.
he rubbed his hands and strecthed his arms
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and then he stuffed the turkey.