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A DREAM
I stepped upon a moonlit glade
Beneath a tree, in the shadowed shade
Whereupon I then did view
A beauty then, I woulds't pursue
She delicately licked her lips at me
As I stood beneath this shadowed tree
I winked at her, with eyes ablaze
Upon her inner soul I gazed
Soon I was overcome with passion
She lay beneath me in a fashion
I kissed her deeply with desire
As I entered her succulent fire
And then I was lost on a lonesome hill
It seemed like a dream I could not fulfil
But it was not a dream, all was true
Upon her fine mound, I dids't screw
Beneath a tree, in the shadowed shade
Whereupon I then did view
A beauty then, I woulds't pursue
She delicately licked her lips at me
As I stood beneath this shadowed tree
I winked at her, with eyes ablaze
Upon her inner soul I gazed
Soon I was overcome with passion
She lay beneath me in a fashion
I kissed her deeply with desire
As I entered her succulent fire
And then I was lost on a lonesome hill
It seemed like a dream I could not fulfil
But it was not a dream, all was true
Upon her fine mound, I dids't screw
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