Tickled Poetry (2)

If it was true..where is the God, that leaves us here to suffer,
We strive and fail a life so blue, ..is this to make us tougher,
'bad parenting' I hear you cry, 'a God who knows not love,'
No management from way up high, ..no need to look above.
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As life is what we see and do, at times..you must regret,
Mistakes are here for me and you, ..advice you cannot get,
So look inside your heart to see, what you're to do is right,
If not in life you are not free, ..except in bed at night.
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At night you see...when you're inside, your lover..in and out,
and in and out and feel such pride, ..you'll see her scream and shout..,
She wriggles up and slams in strong, you pant and want it stronger,
And dream of what is very wrong, ..like her..you'd want it longer...

You're sitting by the kitchen table, a frown upon your face,
Please now ensure that you are able, to feel so very ace,
A friendship's what I seek so No, please put them both away,
Yes we can make this friendship grow, no more..no need to play..