Fire of Lightning 'Warm & True II'

An attempt to repeat or better such brilliance
may tarnish the original if I don't show resilience

As tough a task as any of my laureated benders
to compose yet another poem about those glisten piss fenders

So here goes nothing, I sense some rough edges
A harder ear it my take for these camel toed wedges

My Fire of Lightning it's been such a long while
a juicy filled snack that does nothing but smile

Never sad, always happy and full of such fun
I've missed you so much my butter dog bun

I remember the day, how I held onto your hips
how you puckered right up with your magical sweet lips

Those thoughts bring me back to a time with less strife
how I swelled up inside your fierce jaws of life

Now a days you're a cougar and I need drugs for my minnie
but we can still perform tricks with that fuzzy frothed innie

Please excuse the excitement, I don't mean to barrage
but I loved to pulling into your parking garage  

My Fire of Lightning well seasoned from youth
You were the death of all Adams, boy, ain't that the truth!