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Click hereWhen your soul desires something
That seems just out of reach
It calls you from your slumber
And all your strength does leach
You’ve looked in all those faces
That smile as you walk by
But they don’t have that one thing
That causes you to sigh
For you have had those lovers
Who need what you can give
They’re very sweet and gentle
But under haloes live
Yet when you’re feeling primal
And sighs you do not crave
The beast within is prowling
For one, your soul to save
She may appear an angel
But when her look you’ve read
It’s horns that hold that halo
An inch above her head
She’s really quite the temptress
But doesn’t ever tease
Her style is not demanding
It’s all designed to please
You say you have a fetish
Just tell her all your dreams
She loves to play with toys
And when she cums she screams
Some find her life repulsive
Or call her even worse
She’s never been quite perfect
Hell, perfect is a curse.