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The Carousel
Moustache rides are free for you
Come ride my carousel
My ears are made for steering
Enjoy the ride and yell
Your ass will rest upon my chest
My mouth will tongue your clit
You may even catch the golden ring
After going 'round a bit
Come ride my carousel
My ears are made for steering
Enjoy the ride and yell
Your ass will rest upon my chest
My mouth will tongue your clit
You may even catch the golden ring
After going 'round a bit
Published 10th Oct 2019
Author's Note
The ride is longer than the poem
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10th Oct 2019 9:51pm
