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Lunch

EAT,EAT,EAT
fill your lips with my lucky charm.
The inevitable sensation,
makes my pussy warm.

I love,I love,i love
When its supper time,
When you bend me over on the table
and eat me from behind.

Eat,Eat,EAT
Lets pretend its a cake,
Don't make me scream any louder or the neighbors,
they will wake.

Too much cake aint great,
Pause,rest,break
its time for you to eat this salad
So let me serve you up a plate.

EAT,EAT,EAT
Fill your belly up again,
You can really never be hungry
with all this time that we spend.
Written by eatmypumkin (eatmypumpkin)
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