Poem: Behind Closed Doors

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Behind Closed Doors 
Tee hee,
I like thee,
Kiss me.

Ok sure,
Let’s shut the door,
Say no more.

Ow I banged my head,
Can I rest in your bed?
Let’s sleep instead.

No,
I want more,
That’s why I shut the door.

I don’t want to,
Leave me,
Stop teasing me.

I said say no more,
Clothes on the floor,
What a whore.