by Peter Loaf
Watching from aerie, the God King Zeus
A woman bathing, beautiful views
Testicles aching
A new one taking
To swan shape morphing, it’s her I choose
Girl in the water, no one about
Her secret knowing, her secret out
We Gods have powers
Ivory towers
Her soul I’m seeing, horny to mount
Her free will taken, arms held behind
Gods will I’m doing, I’m most unkind
Her passion showing
Potent seeds sowing
Subbie space frolic, inside her mind
Morphing a penis, fit for a mule
Her inner virgin, losing her cool
Ass up and open
Magic tight ropin’
Her Godly ravish, there in the pool
