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Sep 2013
She was known by the towns people all around
when she came down, all men would go to ground
her appetite for men was most unwarranted
she was a beast who knew what she wanted

She would walk into towns
with stone broken high heels on
her fishnet bearskin stockings
and cougar gloves of lust

She was a nasty mountain girl
and she would get her man
she'd take them there and then
for she was a **** finding hen

Man, you could hear them cry
oh mercy please not me
she had a knack to make them swell
did this naughty mountain girl


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Christos Andreas Kourtis
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Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
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