I can only be me

I can’t make it happen

I can only be me

Showing my cunt for kicks

Hardening all those horny dicks

A play-for-my-boy

Nipples full of tipple

In-toxic-ating your mind

Crumpling your fortitude

So, so hungry for my seafood…

A delicacy so aromatic and unique

Doth your split tongue speak?

Or does it just hssssss a sliver…

As you convulse, spit, and quiver?

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