a study toward sonnet #921 by FisherKingKQJ
My boy loves me for me and my boob size,
He's not one who flags, or who overhypes;
He felques up himself big for his loyal prize,
As backaches give the lie to stereotypes.
In wraparound silk blouse, vertical pin stripes,
In broadest, shallowest worsted vee neck knit,
In black boned corset, plumetting black pipes,
In shoulderless boob tube, thrice midriff slit,
In open neck starched collar, loosest fit,
In tee shirt, asymmetric cut shoulder,
In bustier shadowless, racked tight arm pit,
In satin halterneck, chest ruche folder.
My boy loves the way I hide my melons,
His lips suck sweet tasting, rounded felons.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 melons
o $10,000,000 gourds
o $10,000,000 pumpkins
[Autocube3 - for 3d interactive movies.]
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