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My guitar

I listen to my guitar as she screams
 when I run my fingers through Her strings.
 I lightly slap the front of the guitar
 with an orgasmic rhythm before
I continue to play with her!
I brake out her favorite toy
 the slide bar.
I play each note
holding it till the very last second then release.
The sound we make
 vibrate
 through the amp.  
Dam ! The neighbors called the cops again.
Written by Willdb57
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