Its true that Becca is the one,
I ravish in my dreams.
But its the sound of Wendy's voice,
that I hear when she screams.
Its seems I'm torn between the two,
and the other two or else.
It takes more than a single girl,
it seems to please myself.
One I want for pretty,
the other for my sin.
Another one to stand by me,
and another for her skin.
They say that men are has all dogs,
this I'll never tell.
Skin of pigs and filth of hogs,
if that be me oh well...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very Intriguing a real master piece. I enjoyed it very much. Becca