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THE LID O’DEATH
(or La Petite Mort / Le Pot d’Amour)
I cannot wait
To pop you off
I thought under
Immaculate strain
Muscles bulging
So tightly screwed
The thinnest membrane
Sealing me from
All that wild
Orchid honey
I cannot wait
To pop you off
I thought under
Immaculate strain
Muscles bulging
So tightly screwed
The thinnest membrane
Sealing me from
All that wild
Orchid honey
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