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waiter, there’s a bone in my soup

I wanted this to be special
wanted this to be fun
wanted you to be other worldly sated  
when the fornicating was done
 
I’ve done my homework
know all your wants and needs
it’s all here in the book of the dead
for any dark entity to read
 
but the more I read about you
you've sucked and humped so many bones
no orifice you haven’t stretch out
no name you haven’t moaned
 
so welcome my dear to your great reward
where everyone is well endowed
so grab your ankles and spread those cheeks  
you’ve got all eternity to make us proud
Author's Note
Written for show me your poetic skills competition or something along those lines…
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