Love magic

Throbs the pulsing love gadget

Sobs to give you glee

It's slick glistening "pre"

Awaiting thee, thy touch

Offering ye mons relief… much

This ultimate joy

This magic-gadget toy

Ahh the ache

Tis my heart quake

To await, for our sake

This union of girl and boy

Guide me true

My boy-toy given you

Wetted blissful dew

Our mingled eros stew

My sense of you

Deeply explored

Embrace therefore

Thick, this dick, adore!

Lay waiting wet

Prepared, wide set

A feast awaits

No more insatiate

So dry thy tears

My arrow's fate

To satiate

Your yearning gate

A girthful gadget

For mirthful minx

She gives her nod

He gives his wink...

And in her wetted, gadget sinks.