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Kryptonite Lover

My superpowers are gravely diminished by you
You're my kryptonite and you know it's true
The voodoo that you spew has me mesmerized
From those lips that sit between thine thighs

Mine eyes have seen the glory of you on top
Admiring how you ride from base to tippy top
The HipHop serenade played is music to my ears
That jukebox slot almost brings me to tears

Shifting gears as you steer in this Indy 500
Pace of this race, nice and slow but kindred
The bed rock and clock tics are our metronomes
As I reach the pit, you never spit after servicing chrome

Headed home towards that checkered flag
Engine revving after winning the money bag
You don't brag but you're the sugar, honey, ice, tea
Then we flip as I sip to prep for laps two and three

You satiate me with fuel that I use to get back on track
While I'm servicing you with you flat on your back
Like a Big Mac, I crave your special, creamy sauce
So I feed ravenously like a rebel without a cause
Written by Dine_With_69
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