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'SIT'
As...
she works that chair,
I sit an stare
thinking about how
I'd gladly, trade places...
she's got such flair,
freedom without a care
I wonder...
does IT realize
she's being gracious?
As...
she parts those legs,
I wonder does it beg
for her to just rest
'pon her bodacious derriere..?
I watch that dance...
fluid, her movements
do entrance
trade places I As...
she works that chair,
I sit an stare
thinking about how
I'd gladly trade places...
she's got such flair,
freedom without a care
I wonder, does it realize
she's being gracious?
As...
she parts those legs,
I wonder does it beg
for her to just rest
'pon her bodacious derriere..?
I watch that dance...
fluid,
her movements do entrance
trade places I would
if I could,
just to get a closer glance...
she works that chair,
I sit an stare
thinking about how
I'd gladly, trade places...
she's got such flair,
freedom without a care
I wonder...
does IT realize
she's being gracious?
As...
she parts those legs,
I wonder does it beg
for her to just rest
'pon her bodacious derriere..?
I watch that dance...
fluid, her movements
do entrance
trade places I As...
she works that chair,
I sit an stare
thinking about how
I'd gladly trade places...
she's got such flair,
freedom without a care
I wonder, does it realize
she's being gracious?
As...
she parts those legs,
I wonder does it beg
for her to just rest
'pon her bodacious derriere..?
I watch that dance...
fluid,
her movements do entrance
trade places I would
if I could,
just to get a closer glance...
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