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she sat upon it
After many twists and turns
Body wet with sweat and tears
Joy accompanied by sweet pains
Of pleasures and pressures
The treasures of those moments
With this the mind blows
As she bump and grinds
Rode it like a horse in a race
With intense increasing pace
As the juices of life flows
It was a quake of a quicky
Because she was so quirky
When she sat upon it squatted
The truth was never revealed
Body wet with sweat and tears
Joy accompanied by sweet pains
Of pleasures and pressures
The treasures of those moments
With this the mind blows
As she bump and grinds
Rode it like a horse in a race
With intense increasing pace
As the juices of life flows
It was a quake of a quicky
Because she was so quirky
When she sat upon it squatted
The truth was never revealed
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