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Click hereA strange mood has come over me
An after midnight sense of whimsy
Is this disease affecting my brain
Caused by all the humidity and rain
Now what's a single girl suppose to do
With thoughts that turn a crimson hue...
Such unexpurgated tales she could devise
When imagination is set free to fantasize
No editorial comments or gratuitous sex
Not even a magic spell or words complex
Just a few musings of the risque kind
That hopefully won't make you go blind
The darkness of a muggy night
In ribald rhetoric for you I delight
I only have to think of your omnipotent cock
And my nipples swell, grow hard as a rock
I rub your toes and massage your feet
To worship your body is a special treat
And when you lay bare my full round ass
Whisper words that are nasty and crass
By day I am a lady who knows the score
By night I become your wanton whore...
To taste, touch, suck, stroke, lick the skin
I'll do anything to satisfy your every whim
My juices flow, releasing a sweet confection
My grove is ripe and ready for your erection
I long to feel your savage, feral fury
For you-my master, judge and jury
So now let the sensual games begin
For in erotic pleasure we both will win
Be it a candlelight and romantic tryst
For your gentle caress I can't resist
Or we can play it even more hardcore
With a wild, bawdy display for encore
Whatever the your salacious inspiration
You have my obeisance and an ovation
But alas the hour has grown quite late
For more 'tasty tidbits' you'll have to wait
Your poet of the profane,
Callibombe