Miss Wrong With Plenty of Baggage
I still haven't found my Miss Right;
the girl with the cat was a fright:
she farted all day
and stank of decay,
then played with her pussy all night...
for the Baggage contest
Copyright © Jack Horne | Year Posted 2017
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