Written by Victoria Stafford
My mistress lures me, dressed in sav’ry red,
Golden complexion blush a sultry cheek.
Say soft; say pure! She waltzes straight ahead
To paradise of blasphemous mystique.
In all this time I have fail’ed to see
The Gods ward off temptation, though I plead!
But I’ve ne’er met another fair as she;
Such sinful passions -- strong they often bleed.
I navigate through this heated affair;
Embrace the scandal, each kiss I savor.
My temptress’ lips (I can’t resist, I swear!) --
Each curve a masterpiece, such sweet flavor!
And so is the charm of my lover and savior:
The Almighty Wendy’s Triple Baconator.
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