Woo Is Frying!
The woman with red rose vine
up her thighs and thine
showed me the way
and invited tryin,
did she wear rose perfume,too?
did I ask
she coyly husked umm yeah
Lol !it all depends what mood I'm in
I suppose, and there is no strict time code
well I must make yours....for sure.......
that vine is dancing in front of my eyes..
like an invite..
but I do make such moods
about at leisure and later
I'm afraid I can't because I'm spoken
she battered
persisted me
For eloquently is it............so
so the vine sways in winds that move against me......
lol !..hahahahahaha..reply backie..soon.......
Now I am gonna just look at that vine
and move away for like...
hard and good.........
thanks is all I can say
as I watch that vine sway away..
with my heart in wine..
I do whine..
and yeah do that do I
now and by and by
don't ya get me wrong..
I am practicing wooing......
if you were unspoken for
how would ya find that.....
honey......fingers in pie..yeah
you say friend you can be and I say
friends I have many
but one who will be lover
as well as caring nanny........
and frightfully hot fanny.....
I have none
They have many..they say choose any..
but god knows why I dote ya and ya alone..
the woman with vine and wine..........
Alas! you are not my sunshine......boohoo crying
helluva lotta......woo is frying!
she had her fingers in the pie!
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