Naughty Cat Lover
Meow! Oh, yes his pockets were full of it the man whose desire was Kitty Porn It seemed be the only thing to get him off, every waking morn Oh, yes those little X and O shapes that lined his pants in bags he smiled with desire and with glee like a cigarette fascist loved his fags I heard him step out the door calling “kitty, kitty, come to Dad” singing his fresh enchanted song charming tune, sweet, slightly mad Oh, yes the cats in the neighborhood rushed to his little homey porch with hunger, lust and desire they too carried the yummy torch As they munch upon the snacks sometimes growling at each other he opened cans of tuna fish put in china bowls, oh sweet mother And then he seemed to get off when they finished up the treat upon his lap receiving pats and pets they were amazed at the morning feat this gentle soul loved them dearly those cats purred with gratitude for as you see that gentle soul had an o...
