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Oct 2019
the ******* actually is
a miniature woman's *****
unlike my own Hercules
its tiny, short and silly

it's very hard to find
nobody knows where it's located
and it seems to have its own mind
once its activated

perhaps were not meant to know
but keep on searching where
so just shut up and get down low
until she moans "right there"
have i gone too far with this poem ?
Written by
Arek  M/Adelaide
(M/Adelaide)   
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