Wednesday, July 31, 2002

Innuendo

Her curves were natural
and fit to kill.
Her lips were mine, lateral
and night grew hotter still!

Summer time when the air is hot
I layed next to her.
Then she touched my every spot,
there I did inter,

my concience saying no.
All I went was on
say it isn't so,
when I wake up, she'll be gone

restored law and order.
she had sheded my clothing hide
I was under torture
but came out, the other side.

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