Doing yoga eating the yogurt she made her body got on her yellow skirt,
I see her zany behind she got a zeal that her body zigzags I zinc up to kiss,
I'm writing the wrong but I wrinkle the wriggle wreckage the wobble,
vulnerable the voyage that me and her the vietnamese women travel through,
uppercase my words so common me and she ride upstream that river,
I twirl the typhoon while she wears her turtleneck dress through the town,
swivel the car swollen your face swoop down stole your cash and run,
Do you have a rubber you gonna have to rout it back in place,
thats a quotation to your question so keep on asking u might get a answer,
her purse was full of money I was like a python to all that cash flow,
Oxygen was deeper looseing my breathe now overwhelming overworked,
Nutmeg in her coffee like I nutted in her nutshell nutty ok nuzzle the puzzle,
even got a muslim chick she bad from Iraq we choke on them mushrooms,
luxurious she had some luggage I threw out lush so bad almost lust,
ate from the knapsack down on my knee knife the knight the king,
juvenile was so jolly he joke on me and I junction him.
Tommy Laster
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