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if my calculation is correct
in due time you'll be mine
you walk away and don't expect
to smell my breath behind
just another case of me
another pretty face to grease
destination hewlett neck,
i lazily proceed
operation: ireland
most likely to secede
just another prize for me
another pair of thighs to greet
take leave… take me.
break free… break me,
stacey.
the invitation you extend,
i've waited patiently
with no delay and no regret
we drink each other's pee-pee
just another pass from me
another piece of ass to grieve
take leave… take me.
break free… break me,
stacey.
tongue-tied in the white house, prowling…
fair game for the hunt.
crunch time in the white house, howling:
“take care, everyone!”