2120: A Brief History of Beeston Castle

We marauded Beeston Castle’s
heights – both quick to plunder
without any swords – By a well
we had anal sex [& you sucked
me off – wipes involved] – I dug
for long-buried treasures – In a
busted turret a flaccid condom
bore a dried trove – engravings
told of auld was here moments
[at least an hour’s labours] – &
foot-rubbed steps fell to a cell
where prisoners  once festered –
I was run dry – Las Vegas has a
lead – We left fallen ramparts &
retreated to beds & breakfasts

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