If you were my Master

I'd offer you head

And christen you Bates

With old masterful traits

By degrees and at-arms

My craftsman, my captain

Of dark martial arts

Master all my miss-parts

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If I were your sub

Your submissive, submerged

In seminal substance -

Subject to your guidance -

From sub-arctic steppes

To sub-tropical suburbs

Subdued and subpoenaed 

My soul subjugated

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Subsumed as your sub

So subvertly sublime

Not a sad substitute

Or a sub-standard beauty

Submitting subjectively

Subtly supplying

My subordination

On a... a... submarine. Fuck it!

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