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Mannequin

with slightly slanting eyes and pouting purple lips, her face can mesmerize, prickle your fingertips; sinuous, jet-black hair down white, satin blouse flows; skin of olive sheen there, your hidden longing grows; black leather pants gleaming, hugging long, shapely legs, a hoop-style, gold earring in each ear your heart begs; bracelet spirals allure, rings on her fingers spin, you're cupid-struck for sure by a live mannequin !

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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