It's like devotions to belief -
defame not your body
it was writ - do you not read?
My tears are so deadly.
For all lawsuits between her legs
it springs out like
i'll be your bitch:
Bitch please, shut the fuck up
and kiss my ass,
it feels so tickles -
I didn't have with that woman
but who would refuse ?
Into marriage does slither
all pleasures I am to you.
; - it's an act - for drinking from
the suns are found
It's not the money
It's a system of its own to there
sort the wheat
from the chaufet.
I am neither but the
story never told
outside the fine line
watching inside.
Look into the crowns to but see
the debauchery
it's not the gangster
for they are invisible - never seen
to be like dogs
beneath her feet.
But I am like a pussy to it
to a pussy to a dick
into strange places do I see
Learn the lingerie.
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