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Don’t get me wrong I’m comfortable with gays; I’ve always been;

But sometimes note they get into a tizzy;

And though it’s not a preference of mine, by any means,

I don’t mind helping out if they get busy.


The first time that I helped out in this way I well recall

The blood went to my head and I felt dizzy;

A frisson unfamiliar and not my scene at all

But I forced myself to help cos they were busy.


A case in point occurred to me while I was on a cruise

To Thailand, where I met a girl called Lizzie;

And though I thought it odd that she should use the club’s men’s loos

I helped her out cos all her pals were busy.


Or on a one night stand when you pick up a ladyfriend

The shock of what you find within the frizzy

Might take aback most other men for whom it might offend;

But me? Well, I’d help out if they were busy.


So broaden your imaginations, let libidos roam

You’ll soon get used to seeing double jizzy;

And leave your inhibitions in your closet back at home

And lend a helping hand should they get busy.




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John Coopey

Fri 25th Jan 2019 08:55

I had two “aunties”, MC, who were best friends. Actually, one was my auntie and the other her friend. They lived together and slept together at my grandma’s. It was only when I was in my 40’s that I cottoned on!

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M.C. Newberry

Fri 25th Jan 2019 00:39

I enjoyed the repetitive reference to "busy" in this blog.
I'm beginning to wonder about Sooty and Sweep now!

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