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Erotic? ?

Her kiss tasted
  like the decay
of both hope and enamel
Her lady junk
  smelled of ripe funk
I needed a Conway Twitty cutaway
     in the most worst of a way
for I seriously doubt
     any amount of tequila
  is going to make any of this go away

Where the hell is my wingman  ??
Written by Mauriciuslives
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