TERRIBLE VILLYUN by Dennis Doph

but I survived. 2

Ohhhhh God, the Terrible Villyun pursued me
Down by the Stockyards where it was all dark and damp
Wouldn't give over till he had screwed me
tortured my tits with an industrial C-clamp

The Terrible Villyun played his game by chance
Waiting for me to come in out of the rain
Making me stumble when I wanted to dance
Causing me fear and trepidation and pain

His eyes were like red hot coals in the dim
Impenetrable light of the scuttle where we lay
After I had got over my initial fear of him
Accepted his proposition of preposterous play

Shackled my wrists to a ring on the wall
Waited for all the carnal adventurers to pass
Covered me with piss in that nasty pig stall
Blew devil's breath up the crack of my ass

Sucked my pink baby tongue right out of my mouth
Drowned me in spittle which tasted like brine
Turned me North, East, West, and then South
Wondering which Part he liked best which was mine

He bit his initials on the crest of my butt
Rolled me around indoors -- rolfed me outdoors
Then when he'd accused me of being a Slut
He said: "Oh daddy ! My ass is certainly yours!"

Set the Villyun on fire like the Amazon brush
Knowing he was Tough but that I could be Tougher
Though the fur on his body was certainly lush
I'm now in the market for someone who's rougher.