Threat To Turn Loose Nuts
She keeps saying she'd turn loose nuts,
This voicing like one with plain guts,
No regret when mansion turns Hut,
Her head can receive a swung butt;
To God she would never say "but..."
Followed by "why am I in rut?"
Longing heart of Rita for '****'
But that's getting a front door shut:
A wholesome image for a cut,
Around her assembling some smut.
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