Marooned from off my shredded ship
I crawl upon an island
With shore crabs pinched in my equip
Snap turtles, clamped to my hands

The storm had surely done it's will
And beat my body sore
Then, overtossed the 'lilly-Jill'
I had to swim to shore

Exhausted, from an all-night trudge
To make it safe to land
I fell asleep and did not budge
Out-stretched there on the sands

When I awoke, I heard the sound
Of horse-shoes trotting round
Whispering voices climbing up
Light giggles, all abound

My pupils widened to a plum..
I sprung up to my feet
I thought I'd just drunk to much rum
At what my eyes now greet

A buxom herd of roving mares
Half maiden and half horse
With long free-flowing, reddish hair
That waved down to the course

Their lips began to quiver light
Eyelashes, turned to ripples
Their boobs hardened, so out of sight
And milk shot from their nipples

All that echoed from their mouths
Were words....'A man, a man'
With tension strung and juices roused
So lenghty in it's span

The female leader pranced in front
To simmer down the rest
Commanded in a voice, so blunt
To get me fed and dressed

Upon her back, I mounted up
With nothing near to harness
She beckoned me to tightly cup
Her breasts, so I won't tarnish

And so, we rode, in rapid strides
Around the island's coast
My hands, stocked full, of joyful pride
And she, a happy host

All the way, till we arrived
Unto their little village
Few drops of milk, my hands derived
With very little spillage

They fed me heftily with fruit
Blueberries and strawberries
I drank cold nectar, from it's root
And popped a couple of cherries

Bright and early, I awoke
With new abounding strength
I even had a cigar smoke
Throughout the morning's length

The 'Centaur Ville' had welcomed me
With most abundant love
They took me under their marquee
And flocked around like doves

I never want to leave this place
No, never would I dream
I've found an isle, with much to brace
That fancies my esteem