Upper-handing? I'm still standing. You call 'asking my sign,' is a way to make me cry. Stop thinking I'm wearing stars, I've already made you feverish, breaking out, like carz.

Almost everything you say, leaves a pool of rabid saliva, little do you know I'm not your sweety 'Dina.' You can't take me home, I'll take you. As I say, I'm up north, but I'll bring you down south, and no, I don't mean with your mouth.

Oh, I know you're not yet mad, but don't tell your dad, there's a fine line, between aggrivation, and masterbation, the way you look at me, seems like you got your tongue in rotation.

I see your sweat beads, you've lost to a 'dainty' femcee. Not at all your sweet lil candy. You act like you want a kiss, a regular nuzzle, but once I put you down, I won't be the one that will c*m guzzle.

Introguing you'd try to flatter me, but I'm not like that, you see. People fear me when I think of terrets. I walk around in the 'nets' just when I get bored, but this time, it's this player who's scored. Haha.. playerette...

(Ah.. Nothing against you.. Peace and all...: Besides that.. each line of words is at least 18)