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My Gangster Look
The witch
On my broom-stick
She flies me round
Utters utter bullshit
But flies me round
Her sunset, my quiver
Let’s meat & meet
See the colours
Of my sunset
She quivers
He moans
Through warm silence
He is terrible
A filthy beast
She understands & plays along
Through utter silence
Through play-things
Through misty death-struck dreams
Her two-nipple moments
His one dick … dreams
On my broom-stick
She flies me round
Utters utter bullshit
But flies me round
Her sunset, my quiver
Let’s meat & meet
See the colours
Of my sunset
She quivers
He moans
Through warm silence
He is terrible
A filthy beast
She understands & plays along
Through utter silence
Through play-things
Through misty death-struck dreams
Her two-nipple moments
His one dick … dreams
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