~ The Ballad of Omar ~ Tragic happenstances of an unfortunate Zetan beta cuck
I know now what keeps me up at night
Try as I might
I attempt to cast such devilish thoughts away
The
pleasure-driven moans of my wife
Spiralling all around me
The
man who claims his authority
The desert stalker just beyond yonder
Staking his claim
Endless aura of
dominating manhood, putting mine to shame
Tis not a fair game
Try as I might
Filling up only just barely a quarter of a pint full
Whereas he can spurt on forevermore,
barrels and barrels of endless love to share.....
In ecstasy and fulfillment
The women in my life falter
Endless servitude to the man they most admire
For now and forevermore
The
desert stalker being their one true provider
I yield, I yield,
For all I can hope and pray for now
Are the leftovers that have yet to arrive on my plate........
Perhaps they never shall? But only time can tell
For now and forevermore
Waiting.....endlessly and hopelessly awaiting......
For my final cuckish fate.....