Romance From Satan
Our first romance was Satan’s pressed buttons
In my presence, her blouse lost three buttons.
And I, helper, to fix back the buttons
While she had it on and watched my patterns,
Leave giving my eyes to meet a buxom
They were just bound to decide was awesome!
Knocking opportunity quite handsome,
My coughs, then, began to be troublesome…
Also, the handiwork of her red lipstick,
On her lips lodged for who would heavy ones lick.
With her closer, time bomb began to tick,
Nothing to stop me, save on head hit stick;
For some minutes swallowing saliva
Like had ex-lover a Charley Iva:
The lipstick proved her good painter,
My chances of making U-turn fainter…
Now with my child; what type of character?
Please, if it’s female, watch her character!
Just explained I have a pregnancy,
My rejoicing victim Neighbor Nancy.
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