Insatiable

Insatiable

I did it in Italy

and quite often in Spain.

I've done it in sunshine

and once in the rain.

Some were quite primitive

and a few were quite grand;

but the most uncomfortable time

was when I did it in sand.

The spread of desire

lying in front of my eyes;

like a moth to a flame

I'm too old to tell lies.

The lure of the sweetness

the wine of my youth...

this seafarer's story 

is nothing but truth...hmm!

Yes, picnics are wonderful

so filled with good food!

What else were your thinking?

Now isn't that rude!