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Dream Catcher
I didn't wanna wake up
Wanna fall asleep again
A splendid dream filled
with lust. I stepped on
the sixty-ninth floor, like
a yin and yen I blew his sax
and he ate my pie.
The radio was playing the song
called "Mr Big Stuff"; I was shaking
my "bum bum", he grabbed my boobs from
the back. Please! Let me go back to that
dream.
It was a vivid dream, excitement on satin
sheet as we wrestled, he pulled out the dragon
At the sight of the dragon, drivel came from my
cat's mouth. A splendid dream filled with lust, oh!
I need a dream catcher.
By: Margareth Debrosse
Wanna fall asleep again
A splendid dream filled
with lust. I stepped on
the sixty-ninth floor, like
a yin and yen I blew his sax
and he ate my pie.
The radio was playing the song
called "Mr Big Stuff"; I was shaking
my "bum bum", he grabbed my boobs from
the back. Please! Let me go back to that
dream.
It was a vivid dream, excitement on satin
sheet as we wrestled, he pulled out the dragon
At the sight of the dragon, drivel came from my
cat's mouth. A splendid dream filled with lust, oh!
I need a dream catcher.
By: Margareth Debrosse
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