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Lover's Bones
The arms were bent to such degree my elbows formed a pickle. Where girls would laugh and carefully rub; their actions all but fickle. My knobby knees would catch their eye alluring them with teeter. My sex appeal was next to God. Their motions now a beater. My ankles seen as swollen out would beckon for embrace. When girls would reach to grab my frame. Me blushing some disgrace. My chin bone coming to a point was shunning all but tempting. The ladies wondering where it stops. Not one of them exempting. With knuckles bulging sightly bones These beads of flesh made ripe. A xylophone of sexy music that women find their type. My greatest feature boldly out. A forehead bright to sight. My headbone shining "Here I Am" for which most women fight. And finally not forgetting this- My greatest gift to part. I won't be sharing any of this, for no bone is a heart.
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