thrusting my best bullseye dart
she was screaming very loud,
liked it, since the first drawn card.
Two people in the same room
with a petal blossom bloom,
all we shared was the same broom,
ending up with our own doom.
Third time was it when I´ve found,
I cannot be that much proud;
some things pass ´n some come round,
feelings remained on the ground.
Four fingers on my left hand,
out of crowd they always stand;
dedicated to a land
without anything that´s banned.
Five hundred times she changed mood,
lacking order, being crude,
from that time I´ve known I´m screwed,
inner voice advising: "Dude...
Six orgasms did she had,
how can you feel? Inverse bad!
Now, that we´re done with our bred,
you´re allowed to leave her bed."
Seven weeks have come and pass,
I did not see my dream lass;
I would like to touch her dress,
to finally dispossess...
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Som uchvatena... uzasne volis slova a este to aj zarymujes... dala bych ti sto bodov kebyze sa da