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Jun 2015
She purrs just like a cat on heat
As she strolls seductively down the street
Lifting her tail high in the air
And smiling at the men who stare.
With this body so lithe and sublime
She fools them each and every time
For if they thought to stop and pause
They'd look closer and see her claws
Kind of a follow-up from 'The Temptress' ;)
niamh
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niamh  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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