Please Sir, my Grandmother died again,
I meant to be on time, let me explain.
While your instruction to be prompt was clear,
To get soundly spanked on my naked rear,
And I know I already have to bear four,
But I swear that this granny never died before.
I understand tardiness will make the lashes eight.
Due to earning four extra lashes for being late.
I deny that I am wiggling my ass in the air,
There is no enjoyment for the spanks I must bear.
Did I mention that I accidentally touched my pussy?
Please do not add five more to my trembling tushy.
I so did not forget to wear undies all this week,
Do not believe the earlier tale told by some sneak.
Oh no it’s now up to 20, I can not bear it, so cruel.
And it’s not my fault there is a puddle on the stool.
Last weeks thrashing left me sore for two days straight
Only a dirty girl would admit the next session she did anticipate
25 now? and just because I have bent over further whispering “please…”
Is not admitting one thing at all…“please sir now, don’t tease. “