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Lessons Learned
I like to study and to concentrate,
Knowing, professor, you've ideas in mind;
I focus on the words, not on the ache
I might have roused within us; we can find
The opportunities we needs to view
A student from an angle others might
Not comprehend (they know not what we do);
But I'm aware that I arouse delight
And will not cease until the lecture ends,
When I adjust my skirt and take my books
Up in my arm, and my svelt figure blends
With all the other girls; but, then, your looks
Tell me you have, in us, a favourite
For you have more than glimpsed this pantied slit...
Knowing, professor, you've ideas in mind;
I focus on the words, not on the ache
I might have roused within us; we can find
The opportunities we needs to view
A student from an angle others might
Not comprehend (they know not what we do);
But I'm aware that I arouse delight
And will not cease until the lecture ends,
When I adjust my skirt and take my books
Up in my arm, and my svelt figure blends
With all the other girls; but, then, your looks
Tell me you have, in us, a favourite
For you have more than glimpsed this pantied slit...
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