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For her

Smile for me when we cross, so that I can tingle
As my mind drifts away to a fantasy land
Where we'll enjoy some fun in a naturist band
To savour the moments of the common jingle

Don't fret of mindless act, as this is unreal soul
Placing ourselves in cult to chase away some cream
As flattering surprise to fulfill long-time dream
Of being in body, pleasing you as a goal

Don't worry as human, this is not a nightmare
Just pure lusting real thoughts of a bachelor man
That salivate his words onto a warming can

Now for reality, let's not forget your pair
As no one shall break that, no one shall break union
As fantasy of us causes dark communion

◄ For our Debbie

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