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That Poem I Should of Posted Yesterday, but Didn�t

baby, put away the party favors
the kids are fast away in bed
your mouth it waters with desire
like a vanilla ice-cream cone �
you must lick it all up �
�
tell the maid to go away
you have some breath play to do
I want to hear you slurp
then choke
as I honk your big red nose
�
I have weird fetishes, I guess
so bring the balloons
we can tie them to your ankles
as I put that Harley skirt to good use
head down, ass up
a few smacks before I clown that behind
�
it�s getting rather difficult not to bust
so play with that oversized mallet, Hun
you can use the handle to relieve some tension
while I jerk my erection
�
tell me when it�s soaken wet
my dick is ready for some deep sea divin�
fondling your tits while smearing your lipstick �
and those mascara tears are a nice touch �
�
yup, yup, this is it �
louder, it�s too good to hold back
those screams of passion have me there �
take that candy cane, put it in your ass
holly fuck, this circus shit is hot �
AAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!