Show you my room

Name is June, tube top and curly mop, fairly cute when she’s not bazooked

Every night baloobas, ends up blowing me like first tuba, like a cuban

Big hips and black hair held back by silver clips, like a painting by Rubens

In my spinning room, facial features twisting to inhuman, summat cubist

Pyramid of white on the table side, like the summit of Everest

Extra leverage because of all the sellermen I’m the cleverest

First two girlfriends I met playing Everquest

Now I’m getting neverending sex requests by text from tens, never less

Place is a mess, page 3 pictures of bared breasts

Plastered on the walls of the room with tac that’s blue

Tactless that’s why I’m always rude, that explains her mood

She wants to cook a meal for two, says “to get to know the real you.”

Leather chewing like Charlie Chaplin do.

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