Two Bishie Inu
(a revisiting of Three Little Kittens)
Warning: Dirty dogs and their spunk on a monk. I'm embarrassed I wrote this. But I enjoyed it.
Originally posted at LJ comm Feudal_Crack for their Fable Challenge. I just had to see if I could make a nursery rhyme into cracksmut.
Two bishie inu, they lost their love-true, and they began to sob,
"Oh Papa dear, we sadly fear that we have lost our love-true."
"What lost your love-true, you naughty inu!
Then you shall have no hand job."
"Woof, woof, woof, now we shall have no hand job."
The two bishie inu, they found their love-true,
And they began to sob,
"Oh Papa dear, see here, see here
For we have found our love-true."
"Tie down your love-true, you silly inu,
And you shall have hand job."
"Woof, woof, woof,
Now let us have hand job."
The two bishie inu tied down their love-true
And soon wore out the monk,
"Oh Papa dear, we greatly fear
Our monk has drown in spunk."
"What drown your monk in your naughty spunk?"
Then they began to cry, "Woof, woof, woof"
Then they began to sigh.
The two little inu they washed their love-true
And hung him out to dry,
"Oh Papa dear, do you not hear
That we have washed our love-true.
"What! Washed your love-true, you are good inu."
But I smell a spider close by,
"Woof, woof, woof" we smell a spider close by…