hern stubby thick's grab'dit

.
                        and hern purty 
                     began         bombastically
                               blow'n 

                            with hern 
                     thick mitt's digits
                         and      lips
                                her
                  she controlled mine

                she stare'd at me with 
                    hern              eyne
                            glister'n
                  whilst mine excite'd
                    squirm'd in mine 
                  cushy             seat 
                         symphony
                         enjoy'n each her flute's
                                                        toots 


                                                            ')
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