Two girls there were, a she and her, who had a sweet affection.
Their affliction was they wanted love but didn't want attention.
They stroked and hugged but did maintain they both were heterosexual

one girl was eager

Brought she's hand inside her pants - and moved all of she fingers, to see the feel of love is real and love is sensual..
that girl was eager

And her retaliated with a whip and cuffed she hands but was this lusty spontenaity or did she have it planned the whole time? she was eager
She was raw from her love-wrath who knows what was she and her thinking - blood ran down the colour of love

(was she still eager)

Yet soon enough she came to love this twisted camaraderie; and through the year she'd tongue her bare to show that she was sorry

so eager was she