Her Butt Slammed Shut

Horn, eh?

A unicorn's horn
Is just a bone.
Yes, since I was born
It's just as a stone.

I appreciate you trying
With such enthusiasm,
But my mind isn't flying
And I'm not reaching orgasm.

Oh, and my wings?
You can just ignore those.
They're among the things
Without much feeling, I suppose.

So please, cease the foreplay
And give me a good rut.
Oh, but there is absolutely no way
You're putting it in my butt.