Abdul And The Harem

Two hundred years ago, at an oasis on the sands

A gorgeous young man named Abdul, went where all men had been banned

A sheik and his large entourage, had come to stay a week

The first night Abdul risked his life, and took a little peek

The largest tent was the seraglio, the harem so forbid

What Abdul saw was Paradise, many gorgeous women, faces, veil hid

He sneaked away, back to his place, but all night he could not sleep

So he formed a plan for the next one, into the harem he would creep

He had to sneak past all the Eunuchs, for if they caught him, he was dead

Their sharpened swords of steel, would separate his lovely head

But Abdul was courageous, and knew a trick or two

And somehow in the dark of night, got in the tent tabu

He held his breath when they saw him, would they scream or say hello

Would his head and neck get severed, or would his juices soon give flow

They looked at Abduls’ beauty, just as fine, as that their own

Then they stared down at his manhood, and many let out groans

For they saw a true Adonis, when for years they’d seen the sheik

A chiseled sinewy body, not the fat one stark and bleak

They whispered not to worry, his secret was theirs’ too

They drew straws to see who went first, and then was number two

Four straws were used that first night, for Abdul could not stop

As he conquered each, they’d culminate, and to the carpet they would drop

He promised them he’d be back, each night that they were there

And for five more nights he delivered, what he’d promised he would share

The day came for their departure; the sheik waddled in to see his harem

He was amazed to see a smile, on the face of all of them

He thought, “I am such a great man”, to please two dozen beauties such

They looked at him and smiled, and thanked Abdul so much