intro: in a dream

There once was a body, A writhing before me, Glistening, oiled and lean, She had on a suntan, Shyly and coyly, Listening coiled between, Legs of intent, where the sun had not went, Blissfully thundering and boiling, There once was a body, a smiling before me, Wishing I'd be in her dream! Then she woke up, With a wondering gasp, Beholding the horrors around, The man in her bed, Said she HAD not been wed, That the thing on her finger was round! Clearly she said, by the book that WE read, my ASS is not PINK and not ROSY! But dear me! He led, by the looks that we get, In the square are not thinking the HOLY! HOLY BY GOD! what the HELL is your STORY! I'm dumping you here and right NOW! The PEOPLE? the SQUARE? are the things that you care? And am I not the worth of you KNOWING? Severance your dare and at ONCE madam there! For I curse you aloud as they STARE! No dear ill NOT, and from here I'll be going, with THIS lad and likely be SHOWING! Sometime an hour or more upon that, the two of them fell on the bed with a SPLAT! Buzzing and glowing, their backsides were showing, Their giggling and that became THAT!