Kitchen Spanglish

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Tetas
I like them floppy
Cabeza
I like it sloppy
From Puerto Ricans mamis
You know the younger ones scream “Papi”
Old schoolers just moan and bite the pillow
Both camps say that I am feel like Brillo
Trying to rub their culos clean
All in agreement that
Cleanliness is next to Godliness
But to them my process is deranged
My scrubber brush is strange
Handle attacks
While the bristles stand back
Everything started dry and clean
Nice and peaceful
Suddenly it gets rowdy and bestial
Nasty and wet
The wash water is mutual sweat
The lather comes hours ahead of
The pulsing ropes
Of liquid soap

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