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Feb 2014
I have to keep her clean,
make sure all her parts
glide together smoothly.

She feels so nice
in my arms,
I rest her little ****
against
my strong shoulder,
load her up,
squeeze her trigger
with a delicate-finger.

I love the way
she gently
bumps into me,
spitting quick hot-shots,
it's totally *******,
makes me feel
superhuman.

O, this love affair
between her & me!

She's the cleanest,
the prettiest weapon
in the entire armory.
We have so much fun,
my gun and me,
can't you see?

We're killer together,
her & I,
I could cry,
I think I'm in love
with her metal anatomy.
Jonny Angel
Written by
Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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