Funereal Fuck
Grimly clawing at the coffin
Buried six feet below
Eagerly anticipating entry
For dead girls don't say no
Eyes wide, her rictus smile
Enzymes have moistened her cave
Like her flesh I start to swell
As I attend to a matter quite grave
The stench of mouldering corpse
In death the faeces exeunt
Unable to contain my excitement
At the thought of her putrid cunt
Throbbing with anticipation
I part her festering slit
As I open her abscess
A maggot falls from her clit
Post-mortem coitus enthralls me
Even the thought gets me hard
Battling detritus and ichor
Dislodging congealed discharge