Three Legged Pony

by Peter Loaf
inspired by the art of EmmaS

- do not use without the author's and artist's permissions.



Wendy and Lisa, the perfect pair
Harnessed together, taking the air
Three legged hobble, going nowhere
Follow the leader, their fate to share

Learning the secret, fast as they can
Booby bells bouncing, back of a van
Three legged pony, part of a plan
Naked and lovely, worms in a can

Nipple rings glisten, the bells to clank
Piss off your sister, your bell she’ll yank
Bound tight together, a guy named Hank
Taken to party, the highest rank

Hooded men mingle, tickle and tug
The trainer equipped, two butts to plug
Voices familiar, pulling the rug
Center of power, new brand of thug

Pussy proud captives, lusty old men
Bent and presented, taken by ten
Three legged pony, cannot defend
Cocks hard and probing, around the bend

Some music playing, an entrance grand
Hooded man enters, the others stand
Taking position, his guiding hand
His organ filling, leaderless land

The cops come crashing, newspapers too
Frontline and Newsweek, cameramen view
Mass arrest making, really big shew
Perverts unmasking, satellites spew

Two cabinet members, the closet Queens
Kicking and dragging, pair of Supremes,
Found in a closet, end of his dreams
A dead Dick Cheney, end of his schemes

Hanging from fingers, thirty third floor
Waiting for rescue, always before
Life long his habit, the clean up chore
Naked and hooded, the prez no more