Tag: sex
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Desire pencil
Listen, I love women and rarely call them bitches Unless apt for the sitch, but as a stricture I ensure To fill them with semen upon downing britches No scars, nothing serious But thrash me delirious with these here reeds and switches Meant for disciplining horses, forcing them up out of ditches Rubs me witless,…
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Orgasm as miracle condiment
My woman’s pre-Flood tall; seems, seen standing, on stilts To reach that flooded coochie leap like a salmon Pussy so tight night before exams, cramming No marmalade here, this cock I’m jamming but not as Marley sang it Jacob Marlay clanging clanking, that much in the bank. Vault’s unsealable. Revealed solely to me, full moon…
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BIG LOVELY ARSES AND WHAT THEY’RE FOR
Smacked arse, yeah that’s nice Yeah that’s fucking ASDA price Yeah, you heard me, that’s the price No backchat from my lab mice Who cares whether it’s skunk or spice Whether the buzz is aggro or chill as ice Price is nice, hand over nine fivers Then drive off and enjoy your night I can…
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Back from the dark continent
Looking at places in Tonga, like Cook when he came that way Flight back from the Congo, took long I thought disdainfully In the airport waiting for my belongings, stained bag’s maiden Thought Mokele Mbembe was real but I was wrong, hail Satan Doing lines like I was leading a wedding conga Only rock the…
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Buyer’s Market (confessions of a sphincter taster)
Noise is startling Tell a leng tart don’t worry darling Engine garbled Auto theft, no carpool Stolen like the Elgin Marbles She’s got a mouth could fit eleven marbles At which I marvel Million quid contract, Matt Cardle Went from a start up To established market Engine spark it Driving the borderlands, killing Varkids Big…
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