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MY GARDEN
At dawn
As my cock crows
At the first rays of the sun’s awakening
My day begins
As I locked upon the dew filled petals of this pink blossom
Beautiful
As the beams danced across its stunning platform
I massaged the soil around it
With my green thumb
Arousing the sleeping beauty
Compelling me to bring my nose closer
To inhale its spell binding fragrance
With tools in hand ready for cultivation
Undertaking an hard honest day’s work
I proceeded to till the fertile land
Bringing its richness to the surface
Throwing my seeds on top a well ploughed estate
Well irrigated with life’s nutrients
Successful
As I reaped my full fruit
From the tree which I well groomed
Ripened by natures enrichment
Sinking into it
Consuming me with its sweetness
Its nectar flowing all over
With the most natural of breakfasts
For a real man
Who loves to fuck in the morning.
As my cock crows
At the first rays of the sun’s awakening
My day begins
As I locked upon the dew filled petals of this pink blossom
Beautiful
As the beams danced across its stunning platform
I massaged the soil around it
With my green thumb
Arousing the sleeping beauty
Compelling me to bring my nose closer
To inhale its spell binding fragrance
With tools in hand ready for cultivation
Undertaking an hard honest day’s work
I proceeded to till the fertile land
Bringing its richness to the surface
Throwing my seeds on top a well ploughed estate
Well irrigated with life’s nutrients
Successful
As I reaped my full fruit
From the tree which I well groomed
Ripened by natures enrichment
Sinking into it
Consuming me with its sweetness
Its nectar flowing all over
With the most natural of breakfasts
For a real man
Who loves to fuck in the morning.
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