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Impotence
Impotence On a Friday night, after being dropped off By the combies paMushika-shika, I opted For a quick thriving by the darks, Ana sisi Pamumvuri. A quick one to say to quench. My absurd sexual appetite, lips left so dried Two steps forth, leaking my white rimmed, Mouth in appreciation of a sultry maze, In Front as I gazed... A short skirts fit to her Slendern torso, as of my utterance she was Maybe the defined beauties of the night, Eh Quick to react, she gets to talk business as of Her routine, A five dollar note for short time Not a bad fortune for her well decorated torso In her dark room I found myself in, undressing And her radio, powered on spelling the melting pot It spelt of the misfortunes of the domains vividly How we queue in long impetuous lines to refill How the price hiking and shelves emptying wry How the bond note manifest into bondage, more... And more dilemmas spat by the voice in her radio. The heraldings left me a quagmire, I was stunned In a state of confusion and conflicts, I was naked So rinsed were my thoughts of independence awry And to her nakedness I found not any pleasure more An erectile dysfunction to her rescue... Victims of...
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