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A Juju's Doll Cursed Lustful Heat

No right man wants a demoness' frothy pus in heat † † † †
Hot to the touch, regurgitated as a divine feat † † † †
How many licks does it take before the masses know you are nothing but Luciferís deranged trick † † † †
Old enough to be slave, where is your master † † † †
Hebrew laws states no more alabaster † † † †
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Around here floating on your broken broom, what can you offer † † † †
That you cannot get, I can only assume from your limb pleasing spouse, but sadness gloom and doom † † † †
Not the right God you serve † † † †
We are all tired of hearing you keep begging, pleading, like a lost little horny bird † † † †
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If your spouse cannot please you at home † † † †
Then I suggest, tramp you find a real bone † †  
God's men do not share their throne with a wicked entity that will never atone† † † †
Have seen and will see again † † † †
In the union of your nasty grind, you are a mental washed up Jinn † † † †
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Sacrifices to the Devil just to know you can cope † † † †
Is that what it takes to give you courage from your rotten soul † † † †
You want the greatness, how is that possible, you are a cursed sin †† † †
From way back when † † † †
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You slither from the abyss, and attempt to offer some man a hit, of that fishy old entice from hell † † † †
What for, you got two tails † † † †
And good and bad just does not mix † † † †
Opened thighs, for a Dogís lick, after Satan's dick † † † †
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And you want someone to run all up in that † † † †
That is not a kitty down there, that is sagging skin over a cunt in time that has prolapsed † † † †
As once stated, go wash that smelly ass † † † †
Men do not like sloppy seconds after Lucifer has thrashed and then trashed † † † †
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Do you even know where you are † † † †
Wake up Witch, those opiates can only cradle the mind so far † † † †
This is reality † † † †
Can you still function Juju Doll, and Broom Hilda, the mental freaks of your duality † † † †
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All these crazed love notes, where have they really gotten you † † † †
Everyday, you are a fool simmering in your own drained sex pool † † † †
Burn witch in the order of your own nasty lust † † † †
Because trust me, I do think you will ever get any Kingís nutt † † † †
And come to think of it † † † †
Not even a backdoor surprise, that stench we hold our noses for when we see you coming smells like leaked piss and shit † † † †
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Go buy yourself some Depends † † † †
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Written by The_Nun_Runner
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