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Watered, lit and grown. Showered, ****** and moaned. Chapstick, vape and maybe some money loaned. This rust on my car is ******* me off. Hot leather seats against my bootyshort *** Bubblegum lipgloss a freckle or two on my tittied out chest. Ash on the dash and a 20 in my **** Get the **** off the road. Lace pink strap, a tan line that shows. A car door that creaks a ***** wearing flip flops. Glitter gritty against my lips. A receipt from Costco and 500 in tips. Empty bottle of ***** deep throated and tossed. Country alt hick chick who feels lost. Long roads and pit stops. Places where you’d meet chuck. Sunglasses cracked hair frizzy but I still can **** “Sprinkles on my ice cream please”, a homeless man with no luck. Billboards, music and smoke shops. Bridges, footwear, men that are too tall or short. A glance from a woman that means more than I think. ******* wet, washing them in a ***** *** gas station sink. Stray cats and dogs. Piled up tires. A tan so golden I can taste it, a fake beauty mark. A cross around my neck, the biggest ball of yarn. Laughing and coughing, smiling and joking. Pieces of me left everywhere I went. Old men checking me out, nights that felt lonely. The great drought. Belly ring pink studded, brows that can never be too thin. Tweezers in my back pocket. Scratchy throat, blood shot eyes. Whispers of love from men, ******* lies. Bracelets stacked, nails that clank. Dressed in trinkets and jingles. Pierced lip and lemonade on my tongue. Salty and sweet, hoes that did me wrong. Tatted on my *** u turn in traffic. Listening to my favorite song. Bouncy *** sat with my pink Lacey thong. Yelling, screaming, things being thrown. Backseat lover, feelings being shown. Patchy grass, women without *** Polly pocket ***** with a fake flashy lash. Neon lights, buzzing bees. Bulging men everywhere, whenever I please. Camera flicking, lip smacking. Bubbles blown and pure white snow. Beer bellied men, low on rent. Hiccups, burps, and hurls I think I drank too much. Stiletto heel with my whorey clutch. Motel cheap, pits waxed, spotty lighting. Steamed up bathroom, mirror fogging. ******** velvet sheets, legs shaking. Blinged out fingers perfect for *******
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Jan 12
Jan 12, 2026 at 5:29 PM UTC
Roadtrip
Watered, lit and grown. Showered, ****** and moaned. Chapstick, vape and maybe some money loaned. This rust on my car is ******* me off. Hot leather seats against my bootyshort *** Bubblegum lipgloss a freckle or two on my tittied out chest. Ash on the dash and a 20 in my **** Get the **** off the road. Lace pink strap, a tan line that shows. A car door that creaks a ***** wearing flip flops. Glitter gritty against my lips. A receipt from Costco and 500 in tips. Empty bottle of ***** deep throated and tossed. Country alt hick chick who feels lost. Long roads and pit stops. Places where you’d meet chuck. Sunglasses cracked hair frizzy but I still can **** “Sprinkles on my ice cream please”, a homeless man with no luck. Billboards, music and smoke shops. Bridges, footwear, men that are too tall or short. A glance from a woman that means more than I think. ******* wet, washing them in a ***** *** gas station sink. Stray cats and dogs. Piled up tires. A tan so golden I can taste it, a fake beauty mark. A cross around my neck, the biggest ball of yarn. Laughing and coughing, smiling and joking. Pieces of me left everywhere I went. Old men checking me out, nights that felt lonely. The great drought. Belly ring pink studded, brows that can never be too thin. Tweezers in my back pocket. Scratchy throat, blood shot eyes. Whispers of love from men, ******* lies. Bracelets stacked, nails that clank. Dressed in trinkets and jingles. Pierced lip and lemonade on my tongue. Salty and sweet, hoes that did me wrong. Tatted on my *** u turn in traffic. Listening to my favorite song. Bouncy *** sat with my pink Lacey thong. Yelling, screaming, things being thrown. Backseat lover, feelings being shown. Patchy grass, women without *** Polly pocket ***** with a fake flashy lash. Neon lights, buzzing bees. Bulging men everywhere, whenever I please. Camera flicking, lip smacking. Bubbles blown and pure white snow. Beer bellied men, low on rent. Hiccups, burps, and hurls I think I drank too much. Stiletto heel with my whorey clutch. Motel cheap, pits waxed, spotty lighting. Steamed up bathroom, mirror fogging. ******** velvet sheets, legs shaking. Blinged out fingers perfect for *******
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*There once was a man from Peru he tried *********** with his shoe but at the wrong angle, the laces got tangled and now his junk's mangled and blue*
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Mar 7, 2020
Mar 7, 2020 at 3:08 AM UTC
***** Limerick #1
Met her up in the club Drinking her pineapple schnapps I took a chance, asked her for a dance, she said yes So I said take my hand
from the moment we met
I just knew we would connect
Felt the sparks fly 
between you and I
She gives me that electrical feel
Shocked to the heart 
The blood rush starts 
One taste of her strawberry kiss
From her red cherry coloured lips
To the sweet caress from her fingertips 
It had me feeling like this, I love every little thing about you I love every little thing that you do (You know it) I want your loving Yeah baby it's true (You know it) I can't get you off of my mind girl (You know it, you know it) Come and get on it I want it (You know that I do) Your bubble gum tongue Your passion, your love The connection we feel (So surreal) Come on get on We want it, I see that you do (I know your feeling it to) Girl It's the way that we sweat In the passion, in *** Out of breath By the end Fall asleep in your bed Her head on my chest You know that feeling It's the best, I love every little thing about you I love every little thing that you do (You know it) I want your loving Yeah baby it's true (You know it) I can't get you off of my mind girl (You know it, you know it) Come and get on it I want it (You know that I do) Your bubble gum tongue Your passion, your love The connection we feel (So surreal) Come on get on it We want it, I see that you do (I know your feeling it to) Girl She likes it when, I run my fingers through her hair I see your feeling the attraction we share Yeah we both feel it there I can feel your body heat on mine Yeah you know that's something I like You know you got the look girl You know you got me hooked girl You know we got it good girl Couldn't have made it any better If I threw a wishing stone Into a wishing well She knows we got it good and, I love every little thing about you I love every little thing that you do (You know it) I want your loving Yeah baby it's true (You know it) I can't get you off of my mind girl (You know it, you know it) Come and get on it I want it (You know that I do) Your bubble gum tongue Your passion, your love The connection we feel (So surreal) Come on get on it We want it, I see that you do (I know your feeling it to) Girl ©2019 Written By Benji James
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Jul 1, 2019
Jul 1, 2019 at 6:11 PM UTC
Every Little Thing
Met her up in the club Drinking her pineapple schnapps I took a chance, asked her for a dance, she said yes So I said take my hand
from the moment we met
I just knew we would connect
Felt the sparks fly 
between you and I
She gives me that electrical feel
Shocked to the heart 
The blood rush starts 
One taste of her strawberry kiss
From her red cherry coloured lips
To the sweet caress from her fingertips 
It had me feeling like this, I love every little thing about you I love every little thing that you do (You know it) I want your loving Yeah baby it's true (You know it) I can't get you off of my mind girl (You know it, you know it) Come and get on it I want it (You know that I do) Your bubble gum tongue Your passion, your love The connection we feel (So surreal) Come on get on We want it, I see that you do (I know your feeling it to) Girl It's the way that we sweat In the passion, in *** Out of breath By the end Fall asleep in your bed Her head on my chest You know that feeling It's the best, I love every little thing about you I love every little thing that you do (You know it) I want your loving Yeah baby it's true (You know it) I can't get you off of my mind girl (You know it, you know it) Come and get on it I want it (You know that I do) Your bubble gum tongue Your passion, your love The connection we feel (So surreal) Come on get on it We want it, I see that you do (I know your feeling it to) Girl She likes it when, I run my fingers through her hair I see your feeling the attraction we share Yeah we both feel it there I can feel your body heat on mine Yeah you know that's something I like You know you got the look girl You know you got me hooked girl You know we got it good girl Couldn't have made it any better If I threw a wishing stone Into a wishing well She knows we got it good and, I love every little thing about you I love every little thing that you do (You know it) I want your loving Yeah baby it's true (You know it) I can't get you off of my mind girl (You know it, you know it) Come and get on it I want it (You know that I do) Your bubble gum tongue Your passion, your love The connection we feel (So surreal) Come on get on it We want it, I see that you do (I know your feeling it to) Girl ©2019 Written By Benji James
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Pull me down. Hold me c l o s e. You're the one, I want the m o s t. Breathe in deep. Pull your h a i r. You wanna be here, I wanna be t h e r e. What's old is dust. And today is n e w. You remake me. I'll remake y o u. **** and kiss, and tongue and f u c k. This is fate, with a little l u c k.
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Mar 21, 2018
Mar 21, 2018 at 1:35 PM UTC
Lust: With a Little Luck
Christmas with the family everyone, is there even our cousin Bertha causing trepidation, fear I'll have some eggnog You under the mistletoe Our cousin comes to greet you I think it's time to go Her mustache always tickles I avoid her, best I can tell her, I've up and moved now living in, Iran I thought I was safe Iran she don't believe She grabbed and kissed me from behind Now I have to heave Not on me you wont! Dashing for the door *** she's right behind me! with hairy lips, abhorred! I tripped and fell you see Right on top her cat She dragged me back by my hair And on top me she has sat I can only imagine the horror, twixt her thighs the smell, and the feel, senses reel just before, you die Die I wished so fast The stench was really ripe Mystique about kissing cousins All it was, was hype Now if our cousin resembled in any way, shape, of form Taylor Swift in stockings I'd definitely, perform But she is really hairy And just shaved her head I think she's looking to get married But I'd be better off dead She can marry you! I think that I'll go gay with no other escape that's how, I'll have too stay! Leave me here alone I see how you roll I'm heading out of town Can borrow some money for tolls We'll run and we'll hide in seedy, dank motels she'll never find us hiding just south of hell Hell no she won't Until she dies Cuz she's done this before With other related guys TMI, and *** things I don't want to know she's closer to you, than ever to me you should be, her next beau The party is over The lights taken down Old cousin Bertha Is sporting a frown High and low she's searched everywhere we made it too hell she's not going there
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Dec 22, 2017
Dec 22, 2017 at 10:53 AM UTC
Raunchy Christmas Romp (Colab with TSPoetry)
Christmas with the family everyone, is there even our cousin Bertha causing trepidation, fear I'll have some eggnog You under the mistletoe Our cousin comes to greet you I think it's time to go Her mustache always tickles I avoid her, best I can tell her, I've up and moved now living in, Iran I thought I was safe Iran she don't believe She grabbed and kissed me from behind Now I have to heave Not on me you wont! Dashing for the door *** she's right behind me! with hairy lips, abhorred! I tripped and fell you see Right on top her cat She dragged me back by my hair And on top me she has sat I can only imagine the horror, twixt her thighs the smell, and the feel, senses reel just before, you die Die I wished so fast The stench was really ripe Mystique about kissing cousins All it was, was hype Now if our cousin resembled in any way, shape, of form Taylor Swift in stockings I'd definitely, perform But she is really hairy And just shaved her head I think she's looking to get married But I'd be better off dead She can marry you! I think that I'll go gay with no other escape that's how, I'll have too stay! Leave me here alone I see how you roll I'm heading out of town Can borrow some money for tolls We'll run and we'll hide in seedy, dank motels she'll never find us hiding just south of hell Hell no she won't Until she dies Cuz she's done this before With other related guys TMI, and *** things I don't want to know she's closer to you, than ever to me you should be, her next beau The party is over The lights taken down Old cousin Bertha Is sporting a frown High and low she's searched everywhere we made it too hell she's not going there
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Said no man ever. He'll just want you to come again every now and then.
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Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 4:38 PM UTC
Rain Rain Go Away (15w)
Chanel No.5 fills the air. My bleary eyes make out the outlines of a stage. I catch sight of athletic contours of her body, gold dust covered skin shimmering under a flood of exclusivity. Chic, Elegant with a touch of class. All senses awakened by her salacious seductive moves. Tassels and feathers add to sensual illusion and my eagle eyes are transfixed on her snake like movements. Sugar **** takes centre stage!
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May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 3:39 PM UTC
Sugar ****
Don't let their condecending, backstabbing, whispers blow out your candle- lit heart. For in the darkness even the strong willed, will fall to their knees to **** on the worlds **** So when life happens and you're just a good person thrown in the crossfire of a war you didn't want. Are you going to swallow and make peace or are you going to spit and fight back? Money rules the world. I rule my mind. We're all diamonds just some of us are in the rough. Wrong place at the wrong time.
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Mar 7, 2012
Mar 7, 2012 at 2:49 AM UTC
C**k Suckers.
Icy electricity, fiery desire Melting, dripping, let's get higher Take me, make me feel your heat Bend me over, make me scream! You bring to life my wildest dreams Gripping tighter, feel my release My body shakes, increasing speed No longer a want, fulfilling animalistic needs Baby, do you want it?   You have me begging, baby please! Moving my hips to meet your thrusts You give it all to me! >>Your hot sticky lust~>
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Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 2:08 PM UTC
Hot Sticky Lust **** sunday)
Is a sucker for love don’t lick me dry Lover of drugs Come get me high Dancer for romance Swing my way Feeling blue Come brighten my day once in your mouth Enjoy me slow Remember this taste Before you go
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Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 12:35 PM UTC
Blow Pop