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What would you do
with me
On a shine-crisp day

Would you be polite
with me
Drinking Thai green tee

What would you do
with me
In your adored city

Sight seeing, hand in
hand ?

Climbing dragon
statues, touching marble
brests, carved out insanely
wonderful, giggling ?

Would you be naughty
enough; and first take me
In the hotel's elevator

Instead of a crunchy
brunch ?
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetess in love
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*******
I like ******* in my infancy I didn’t get
To cling them, the mother was ill and I was sent
To home run by the salvation army.
I stretched my tiny arms up to touch them
But they hastily withdrew.
In my young years, I suckled man abrest
Some of them liked it.
I was never a ***** man for me it was just
A damp hole to discharge my desire.
Big bums are nice too especially when on a bed.
Given a chance I can suckle wrinkled, low hanging
*******, even small ones. I no longer care
Brests are best, those without one are of little
Interest although they look good in a bikini.

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