I have mirrors on the ceiling,
and handcuffs by the bed,
the wall are all festooned with chains,
the curtains, satin red.

There are lots of rubber uniforms,
french maid and naughty nurse,
and whips and shiny PVC,
and other things perverse.

There's every aberation,
on which, to take your pick,
so, how come I 'wake alone each day,
with my hand wrapped 'round my dick?

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Bronzed Aussie.