Na Wahine O Ke Kai
The women of the sea:
Gentle vaginal giants
Rowing, rowing, rowing.
Then a fruit cup, a spray down,
And back into the Wild Blue!
Make room for more!
All you need, really,
Is a rope tied to a jug
To catch you some women of the sea.
Na Wahine O Ke Kai:
A hug would collapse a lung.
Copyright © Matt Caliri | Year Posted 2009
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