Poem -

Six Days A Week.

Caught between six lovers.
All of them child bearing mothers.
People say for sex I'm greedy.
I say for sex I'm needy.
From seeing them i only have one day off a week.
I tell thee a good sex tonic i seek.
Sometimes it is hard to get all their names right.
Sometimes my tongue I have to bite.
Caught between six lovers.
My sexual life to some people bothers.

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