I had truly nightmarish times with him;
as his gazing eyes would hover on me.
I would often feel dirty to grim;
and yet he would often try to be glee.
My life has always been into pieces:
as his square hands glide across my body.
The numbers to my life now decreases;
and he becoming quite the bawdy.
My soul was truly tainted by demon:
his eyes were pure evil that cut
and he wanted to become a freeman.
I would often eat a lot of turbot.
Yet I was full of corruption that cry
for that guy that could mortify any.