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Hey Peeping Tom, Where's Dick And Harry?

 
Hey Sir. I saw you. Stalking my periphery.  
Peeping up my poetic skirt  
Secretly listening to my late-night mumblings.  
   
Did you see something glistening?    
Does my slit suggest a tight fit? Wanna feel how She hugs?  
Would you like to be my evening priest?  
Grant me a Christening?  
   
C'mon Tom  
   
I know you want to love bomb me from the back  
You can chain me up. Blindfold me  
We can even use coded names.  
But it's gonna take more than one man to tame me.  
   
I know Dick is hiding in the closet.  
And Harry is under the bed dry humping the carpet.  
No need to be embarrassed fellas. Serving pervs is part of my kink.  
Divide my plumped-up ass cheeks.    
Sink those throbbing irrational dicks deep inside me.  
   
One at a time.  
   
Enjoy me as your spoil
Fill up my vanity with your midnight oil
Pump your poetry hard core like there's no tomorrow  
Because the truth is  
   
There will be no tomorrow
Written by 3rdEYErising
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I couldn't help myself...hehe
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