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Today I kissed a girl,
Her lips tasted like popcorn...
All dry and scratchy
She hurts me when she says other men are cute,
While I know I'm not
Mom
She is clothed with strength and dignity,
She can laugh at days to come.
She speaks with wisdom,
and faithful instructions is on her tongue.
She watches over the affairs of her household,
And does not eat the bread of idleness.
Her children arise and call her blessed, her husband also, and he praises her,
"many women do noble things, but you surpass them mom. "
Right along this road I stand and stare
For a hope I held so dear
For the promise in my heart I didn't want to let go

It was on this dark and beaten trail she stole my heart
The fullness of her lips in my mouth still linger
I ****** and pulled enjoying the ecstasy in her juice
Of her lips so full and tender, burning hot
The heat of her love pierced into my soul, propelling the being of me
But now she's here no more
For oversees she has flown
At the airport another man awaits
For the queen I painstakingly made

Right along this road I stand and stare
And see her sink into another man's embrace
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