Threesome
I love two women.
From Benninden.
They are beautiful and divine.
Both of them. mine.
Choose. My fate.
Mary or Kate.
Mary is blond and Kate red.
Mary I'm fond, and Kate to wed.
Together is a living hell.
Your bosom is showing.
Your lipstick, too red.
Jealousy and hatred, enough said.
I can not state.
Mary or Kate.
As a threesome, it doesn't work out.
'Mary I love you' Kate, goes mad.
"Kate I love you' Mary is sad.
Together they kiss and cuddle.
When I'm not there, with.
Mary or Kate.
One day, a little embolden by gin.
To Mary would give in.
Another by beer, to Kate call dear,
I am faithful and true.
To these two.
What can I do.
Choose.
Mary or Kate.
Maybe a Morman, I could be.
But there is only one of me.
One is enough, for any man.
To choose one is not my plan.
I must forget.
Mary and Kate.
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