by Peter Loaf
Grad’ak well mounted, his pony swift
His pony’s power, alien strong
The night for resting, darkness complete
Sexual union, feeding her need
The hours of darkness, the night’s delight
Grad’ak replacing, her pony tail
His pony’s power, always surprised .
Her muscles supple, the spacer’s gift
His vital mission
Royal magician
To Hallymia, beyond the rift
The magic powder, to him belong
From spacers gotten
Her past forgotten
Trotting for hours, the distance long
Hobbles and collar, sharing his meat
His nose informing
Her hormones storming
In season pony, smelling so sweet
His organ stiffened, pussy to feed
Stump-broken filly
Fucking her silly
Union unfruitful, her need to breed
Her pussy gripping, love muscle tight
His passion pumping
His pony humping
Grad’ak the warrior, his warrior’s right
The sun is rising, back on the trail
The road is winding
The city finding
His mission vital, he must not fail
Alien planet, three times the size
The powder taming
Memories maiming
The road is rising, eyes on the prize
