“Battered”

« Battered »

Sid had wed a big woman
A strong and vicious Amazon
His life, hemmed in, was a prison
And the warder was a demon

She demanded sex on the spot
If he refused, she smacked his bot
Then tucked him up in his cot
Like a tiny tot, alas, his lot

One day, she cut up real rough
Called him a dirty puff
Gave his ear a mighty cuff
Now Sid wears an ear muff

All for Sid is endless pain
Just when he thinks it’s on the wane
The beastly bitch arrives with her cane
And thrashes him once again

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