‘innocence’ is bliss!
little boy, come to my ranch
where treats hang from ev’ry branch
and there’s no laws to hold us back…
I’ll call you ‘son’—I’m just ‘Jack’
little boy, come in and play
with my toys all night and day
while I watch you having fun…
I’ll show you why I’m ‘The One’
little boy, come look at these
pictures of some lads at ease
with their bodies’ unclad state…
I’ll undress, we’ll meditate
little boy, come on my lap
so we can take a little nap
aided by a sip of wine…
I’ll lick your head, you lick mine
little boy, come sleep with me
and I will take no liberty
with you as we lie in bed…
I’ll just please myself, instead
it’s ok now, I’ve been tried,
condemned and nearly crucified
by busybodies who lost out…
come to bed, just let them pout!
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