Author Kerim Yasar Who are you, naughty one! Though I've a husband you hug me and bite me! A little fun is fine, I'm in my prime, seventeen, eighteen! I'm in my prime, seventeen, eighteen! Please bite gently ā if your teeth leave marks, he will know. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments