The king of spades was in the garden looking at some plants The queen of hearts looked out the window and thought she had her chance She ran into her closet and picked out her toy She slipped it on and squealed He will see OH Boy! She rushed off down the stairs without a second glance She knew that he was wearing kilt instead of pants She moved slowly in the garden Not wanting him to know She would fully surprise him And give him the show As she approached silently Ever closer from behind Oh what wicked sexy thought She had on her mind At last she stood there And revealed her rubber friend The king his attention diverted Would literally "get it in the end" She flipped his kilt and grabbed his hips Thrust in in with haste He gasped and moaned and then did whimper Because not one inch did she waste And when at last the situation He did understand He took her thrusting and gyrating Like a regal loving man When at last she did finish And his milk was rightly spilt They went inside to their chambers And snuggled under regal quilt. don
