The Long Winding Road

The road ahead begins when young
Freshly groomed, for room, to spread
A path of least resistance is the sure way

The long winding road, meanders along
Rivers and lakes, up and down hills
Just like Jack and Jill did
To fetch that pail of water
A simple task most would say
I wonder…
What really happened that day?

One story goes…

Jack had a twitch, an itch and Jill felt it too
Filling that pail, water, trickling clear
Out in the meadow, top of hill, just the two
That feeling that happens when hormones steer
The sex from inside appears, it tears
In a sexual sweat, getting wet

A boy and a girl barely eighteen
Falling in love, when it’s called, young
Explosive emotions erupt with commotion
Sending into a frenzy
Little buggers
All frisky and horny

A peck on the cheek, smudges
To a full on, deep, French kiss
Tongues reciting the pictures and videos
Performed by porno actors
Showing the way
To fuck! Say what?

Damn straight
What did you think
Parents show their kids how to fuck
I think not
They may talk about it in a spiritual way
But never describing the joys of sucking off

Here’s a message to all the kids
When you are fetching that pail of water
It’s ok to spill a little, it will happen
The long winding road is yours to build
And if you do stumble and tumble after each other
Do it wish class, meander along, nice and slow