Pleasure Isle

Pleasure Isle

You scientist, you royal one,
You who wield great power,
I offer treats, you’ll be complete,
This is your vital hour.

My friend, come to my Pleasure Isle,
Ride on my private jet,
And even better, check each letter
That shapes the Alphabet.

Join me on my Pleasure Isle,
Fulfill your fantasies in style,
You’ll be glad you went to Pleasure Isle.

 

Take Tunnel One or Tunnel Two:
Each leads to Pleasure Spots;
Choices you make and undertake
Will tie your legs in knots,

And nevermore will you regret
Free rides and party times:
You’ll prod and poke–what backwards folks
Foolishly call crimes.

Join me on my Pleasure Isle,
Fulfill your fantasies in style,
You’ll be glad you went to Pleasure Isle.

Free as the wind, free as the rain,
The pleasures you discover:
A gentle breeze brings fantasies:
You’ll wander and uncover

Forbidden fruit few mortals taste:
The sweet-cream snuggly snacks
That I’ve prepared by crystal stairs–
I know you will come back.

Join me on my Pleasure Isle,
Fulfill your fantasies in style,
You’ll be glad you went to Pleasure Isle.

Small animals may squirm and squeak,
They’ll squawk and squeal, and spur
Pursuit to catch their tails, snatch them
And stroke and stain their fur,

And how your happy heart will heat,
And how you’ll nibble meals,
The tricks or treats with pizza meat
That satisfy your zeal,

Join me on my Pleasure Isle,
Fulfill your fantasies in style,
You’ll be glad you went to Pleasure Isle.

And I’ll preserve these memories,
Richer than double malts,
Fine resolution, no distribution,
Protected in a vault,

And you will do as I request,
Small favors in return:
You’ll say good words to high-fly birds . . .
I’d hate to see you burned.

Join me on my Pleasure Isle,
Fulfill your fantasies in style,
You’ll be glad you went to Pleasure Isle.

~Day Williams

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