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Your eyes look out right through me Looking your way, so to speak So you see What you must say, say facing me With tongue and lips not weak. Put me up and now see you Putting someone down; it's easy Without a clue Around the town, back on the farm Making your women queasy. At battle's edge you'll find me On either side, I am the same I still must stand Where soldiers died or be removed Becoming mame. Your sex engorging c-c-come to me Standing out, all pink all red Prevent my pee And you can shout, pout, blush-quake-moan For me, released when in your bed. I bring the seasons many Whether or not you like it Days to be Wet and hot, never before any Like me, I can't anymore won't anymore don't want to stop it. But if you look and see me from the other side That's not me looking back So you decide How you must be, just needing me for nothing? Oh no, you know the one thing, that's really something that you lack.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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