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Jun 2013
Kudos to your "*****" you crazy little *****

while you **** your tenth husband, without even giving him a kiss

He knew the drill, he knew the score

but "oh" how he wanted you, you nasty little *****



No worries now, you have him forever more,

for his dying, shriveled carcass...you can now always adore

I know girl, your always on the hunt

strutting all your stuff and that ***** little .......



how many poor husbands, do you really need

open your legs wider, they're lining up for you my queen

you know that hour glass, bright red that's on your back

attract another husband so you can **** him in the sack

they all start come a running when they see that glistening crack

oh yes my dear you'll listen, i'm giving you some flack

you live up to your name, when you find another mate

**** him then you **** him, just to clean off your ***** slate



It's funny though, while you give hubby his last ****

you really are pretending, as though your going to gently ****

do you get your rocks off, before you take his life

do you even care if he had a ******* wife



your time is going to come....and take you by surprise

you may find a gay black widow, with black and shiny eyes

she will woo... you gently and... whisper in your ear

as she drives her **** venom straight up your ******* rear...
michael gagain
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michael gagain  new york
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