Caress me, Master! Because Betsy's waiting.
Your Betsy is in relaxation smiling,
She is sucking her owner's cock, the native,
And she is spreading paws apart, while cuddling.
And Master, be with Betsy much more fondle.
Because from now she loves you as a slave,
You had tied her to yourself so strongly,
After the orgasms that she can't forget.
Rather, of course, it was not you at all!
But total Universe interrelation,
Which moves together all the festive tables
And fills the goblets with the sweetest foams -
Itself, of course, proceeding from itself,
Transforming her own self into the stream,
The movement of the flowing mind in brain.
So Hegel wins super-reality.
Where we connected on the New Year’s eve,
As in the future, which the former's making.
And Betsy is still sucking your thick dick,
And their happiness is still unending!