Revised sonnet #37
Instals young bride as harems hottest chute
The celtikei affair on edge of knife
I fear the fiddle string of vicious mute
The sultan keeps as company astute
Tough bodyguards ten midgets mutes and fools
On modest salary and loyal to loot
And sacred eunuchs haunt the hamman pools
A eunuch from the empire Ottoman
In front of kapikulli strum I strings
Of ceng I thrill the thralls the best I can
I massage mint the sudsiest rectal rings
At bells attached to toes of hers I suck
The wife on bottom rung I build to buck
Chorus suck gulp quaff
