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TU-LIP'S IN HER GARDEN
As I Stroll Through Your Garden, Come Across TU-LIP'S.
A Light Pink Color, I See Through Your Slit.
Open Both Pedal's, And You Can See.
A Milky White River, Between Her Two Knee's.
Like A Big Kid, I Started To Play.
Her Garden Was Growing, The Longer I Stayed.
Flower's Are Blooming, She's Heating Up.
Like A Volcano, About To Erupt.
Kneel Down In Front, Ready To Taste.
Her Beautiful Garden's, Creamy White Paste.
A Light Pink Color, I See Through Your Slit.
Open Both Pedal's, And You Can See.
A Milky White River, Between Her Two Knee's.
Like A Big Kid, I Started To Play.
Her Garden Was Growing, The Longer I Stayed.
Flower's Are Blooming, She's Heating Up.
Like A Volcano, About To Erupt.
Kneel Down In Front, Ready To Taste.
Her Beautiful Garden's, Creamy White Paste.
Published 24th Mar 2017
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26th Mar 2017 8:22am
26th Mar 2017 1:03pm
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