Just A Little Bit of Fun
An old
warrior and his pretty young wife
Lived a
quiet and peaceful life
With the
spoils of war, and not a care
But a fire
was raging in her
A great
conqueror he'd once been
But his
spirit was no longer keen
And her
blood was hot and boiling
And her old
man just a-toiling
So she made
friends with a young man
A fierce
warrior from a nearby clan
And they’d
sneak away many nights
While the
vet dreamt of his ancient fights
In no time,
she had a fever
Her young
champ had loved with fervour
And the
oldie would soon come round
To her
little growing mound
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