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Macaca Fascicularis

man, man you search yourself and you search yourself for life the same as when macaca is searching for lice: - with the monkey sister you nibble on your belly - with the monkey brother you nibble on your back - the monkey god after getting tired of stealing (from tourists): slippers, sunglasses, bags lipsticks, thong panties it goes up on your head to lice you a little bit more to tickle your scruff you're looking for her but she's right there where else to be when carried away by the waves in the white snow discovering the wind only you know, humble and hungry dog the insatiable as you do expect to lick her legs, and only you know that you promised her round two (when you already gave it all in round one) oh, man, man you are looking, and looking for yourself macaca shakes its hand: - if you have nothing better to do look

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