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Cluching at Straws
My stand was tenuous
I walked where the penguins crossed
thin ice is frost got lost
it cracked at footholds cost
the chemistry deemed so fab
locked out of that pretentious lab
putt just like a damp squib
I signed up to woman's lib
burned my bra and joined the cause
had my hair cut like the boys
piercings in my clit shaved down there
black finger nails and come hither stare
mid town girl waved goodby
two fingers spitting image mine
the pulling power of sexy grime
there tongues hang out balls on fire
fishnet tights with gaping holes
walk the path of unisex hot coals
mark the bed post with every conquest
initiate the lust the devils love nest
the ace and the deuce when I undress
varnish them with that creamy mess
balls of steel in Doc Martin boots
forefingers holding a long cheroot
the cusp that is a dark reveal
north or south magnetic fields
his or hers whats the big deal
the feel right to dig in your heels
Richter scale you cant control
the earthquake rising to the boil
black lipstick where they most enjoy
the dog that shakes to spray us all
raison d'etra the open goal
a trophy that's a free for all
to find identity in life's turmoil
to be yourself or just keep -------- at -----
I walked where the penguins crossed
thin ice is frost got lost
it cracked at footholds cost
the chemistry deemed so fab
locked out of that pretentious lab
putt just like a damp squib
I signed up to woman's lib
burned my bra and joined the cause
had my hair cut like the boys
piercings in my clit shaved down there
black finger nails and come hither stare
mid town girl waved goodby
two fingers spitting image mine
the pulling power of sexy grime
there tongues hang out balls on fire
fishnet tights with gaping holes
walk the path of unisex hot coals
mark the bed post with every conquest
initiate the lust the devils love nest
the ace and the deuce when I undress
varnish them with that creamy mess
balls of steel in Doc Martin boots
forefingers holding a long cheroot
the cusp that is a dark reveal
north or south magnetic fields
his or hers whats the big deal
the feel right to dig in your heels
Richter scale you cant control
the earthquake rising to the boil
black lipstick where they most enjoy
the dog that shakes to spray us all
raison d'etra the open goal
a trophy that's a free for all
to find identity in life's turmoil
to be yourself or just keep -------- at -----
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