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I Spy
I spy with my little eye something...red.
The girl in the red dress.
I spy with my little eye something...wet and hot.
The sand at the beach.
I spy with my little eye something...soft.
The girls voice as she says hello.
I spy with my little eye something...blue and wide.
The girls eyes as I pick her up.
I spy with my little eye something...empty.
This beach.
I spy with my little eye someone...crying.
The girl as I stuff a sock into her mouth, and put her in my trunk.
I spy with my little eye something...soft, wet, tight, and hot....
The girl in the red dress.
I spy with my little eye something...wet and hot.
The sand at the beach.
I spy with my little eye something...soft.
The girls voice as she says hello.
I spy with my little eye something...blue and wide.
The girls eyes as I pick her up.
I spy with my little eye something...empty.
This beach.
I spy with my little eye someone...crying.
The girl as I stuff a sock into her mouth, and put her in my trunk.
I spy with my little eye something...soft, wet, tight, and hot....
Published 22nd Aug 2012
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