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Mysterious Girl...Can you guess? (a quick key)
She frequents tables, removes her top without question
Being grasped by man's hands, but never learns a lesson A side dish at best, she never earns very much respect She gives everything she has, until there is nothing left Treated like an item, a possesion belonging to the masses Tantalizing crowds, body moving slow just like molasses Looking so sweet, but just imagine her natural taste So good to lick, grown men never let her body go to waste Revealing her contents to anyone looking for something extra Heavinly divine being, like the fruit of the gods.....nectar Upside down, topless, performing her natural patterns Pouring out her heart and soul as if it actually truly matters Watch her get in motion, juices slowly running down your face dousing your every desire,as you require another taste Started drooling, realizing that I must be her biggest fan Only you Mrs. Buttersworth, make me feel like a lucky man |
fuck you for making me hunrgy!
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nice verse. especially with that little twist at the end. lol. funny. its not
often where you see people go from serous to stupid. but in a good way i mean that. the complexity was good, the flow was good, the structure was even better. the word choice and all provided great imagery. i could almost see her flesh and feel it, so erotic, and tempting, makes me wanna....lol. j/k tight man. keep writing. pz |
upping this shit............just looking for some feedback
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From strippers to pancakes, huh?
Nice twist in that last line. Or are ya talking about G. Buttersworth's mom? Either way, nice and entertaining. Coulda been deeper and more complex... But ya obviously weren't going for that. Cool drop, man...fun is always needed! Peace |
Okay:)
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