O, masturbate me, my love, beneath the willow tree,

Down by the gurgling brook, in naked panoply,

In manly exhibition, testicles fully free,

O, masturbate me, my love, beneath the willow tree.

O, celebrate me, my love, my desire grows from thee,

Amidst the flowered banks, beneath the canopy,

A proud warrior rises, thy touch exonerates me,

O celebrate me, my love, and palm me delicately.

O, venerate me, my love, increase thy frequency,

Beside the wooden bridge, among the fleur-de-lys,

Flexible first as willow, I become an oaken tree,

O, venerate me, my love; kiss appropriately.

O, masturbate me, my love, with expediency,

Upon the verdant banks, beneath the willow tree,

Whispering affection as you encourage me,

O, masturbate me, my love, release my seed from me.

O, masturbate me, my love, and I shall do for thee,

Down by the gurgling brook, in naked panoply,

With my manipulation, a climax for gods to see,

I will masturbate thee, my love, beneath the willow tree.