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baby maker
poetically unequaled until the sequel from my thoughts is born
i plan to weather the storm and pray for no harm
i plan for the future as the present technically is my past
well technically I plan to lick you all over as long as you can last
its a nice sound when you tease a wet mound
then splash all around until that satisfactory smile is found
its like going to the circus and not seeing the clowns when Im not a around
meaning your honeypot is not the last stop between heaven when my presence is a not
stop
breathe in thine essence for a second
allow the mood to beckon and check it
its set in stone and thats just it
bask in the glow of the candle lit room creating the sweat of our set
not just wait until the wet is a upon it do I begin to snack
I gotta work to get it there
have not any despair and allow the air to overtake and then alas
i have penetrated
it great you say and wince as its there but not fully in yet
i do declare this land in the name of my forefathers to which I have claiming in the name of your childs future father
why bother explaining the last stanza
her body knows what it is already so do I really need to explain to ya
how beautiful this moment is
now starts the craft of the father
i plan to weather the storm and pray for no harm
i plan for the future as the present technically is my past
well technically I plan to lick you all over as long as you can last
its a nice sound when you tease a wet mound
then splash all around until that satisfactory smile is found
its like going to the circus and not seeing the clowns when Im not a around
meaning your honeypot is not the last stop between heaven when my presence is a not
stop
breathe in thine essence for a second
allow the mood to beckon and check it
its set in stone and thats just it
bask in the glow of the candle lit room creating the sweat of our set
not just wait until the wet is a upon it do I begin to snack
I gotta work to get it there
have not any despair and allow the air to overtake and then alas
i have penetrated
it great you say and wince as its there but not fully in yet
i do declare this land in the name of my forefathers to which I have claiming in the name of your childs future father
why bother explaining the last stanza
her body knows what it is already so do I really need to explain to ya
how beautiful this moment is
now starts the craft of the father
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