Las' night I gave my woman de pleasure dat she luvs
She wuz breathin' heavy an' squirmin' on my tongue
Oh how her juice down mah chin it did run
I wuz face full into my work 'til my jaw it wuz done.
Den I wokes up dis mornin'
Oh how I recalled her moanin'
Den she found in my eyebrows some little white flakes
Now I gots da dried up cooter juice in my eyebrows blues!
And now dis mornin' if you read the Livin's wit Raindancer thread
You will see how I did get my bread
How while betwixt her legs she did squeeze my head
The pleasure grew too intense and she had to fled.
Now with great ecstacy I recall her moain'
The extreme pleasure I gave this mornin'
Those little white flakes have been replaced
Now I gots da juicy wet cooter juice in my eyebrows blues.
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