There is a sense of unreality
When you are ushered out and told to kneel;
You shed your inhibitions, for you see
It is too late to back down – orders seal
Your fate as well as any fatal knock
That comes at night to drive you from your bed;
He leads you on to service the hard cock
Presented in your hallway; I’d have said
You coped quite well, despite sleet in your eyes;
And reveries that...
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