Orwell Sex | Eoghan Lyng

Winston takes my glistening hand,To place upon my longing gland,It won`t be long before I wait,Paying service to the state,I fall in whisper to his charm,He is my Napoleon, my animal farm,He will nor cannot stand beside Big Brother,He is a beast, more equal than the others,Filling my Oceania with pleasure,Ministers would not seem that clever?Oh Winston! Our love is more,Than any memory from `84,Come what may, come what send,Roam like an animal from England!