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Sunday Service

Living like a stoic priest
Rarely coming near the feast
Still doing what it is he must
To follow the dictates of lust

So beckoning Enigma Rose
To bear witness as his passion grows
Perhaps take the matter well in hand
And stroke it when it takes a stand

She's enough to make a stoic cry
"Revelation!" as she sucks him dry
Delighted to have played some part
In freeing his sequestered heart.
Written by crowfly
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