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Flex
one look at her, and life's not fair;
one knows it's not polite to stare....but..;
her body's cut like silverware;
each flexing movement takes one there;
my god one wants to see her bare;
a goddess in her underwear;
it feels as if a sick affair, has twisted one to mindlessly stare....
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