kitty the naughty poet

Pony up

I wanna horse around with you, my little pet

sweet little fury thing...

you wear the saddle & I\'ll carry the crop

I\'ll ride you like there\'s no tomorrow

whipping that ass when you slow

giddy-up little pony... here we go

is my little pet ready to put on a show?

 

Little pets backside will be red-raw

if it carries on with naughty behaviour

move it now & shake that tail

beg your Mistress on bended knee

plead for me to ride my pony

holding the crop between my teeth

you\'ll crave my torturous twisted lips

my sweet little pony.