Practice Makes Perfect

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She lies
her shoulders
hanging out of bed,
I push
she bangs her head,
I heave her up
we sit astride,
Now she says it hurts
inside.
Her legs are now
wrapped around my neck,
but that feels too tight,
so we form a
figure four leg lock
and that's not right.
We stand as one
we make a tree,
Tree falls on the bed
as do we.
We don't feel as good
as that book said we would,
So
She lies down flat
I get on top.
Tried and tried again
and found to be true,
This is one position
that we both can do!

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