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Roses are red
I’m in awe of Lynn
She rhymes so well
That I’m in a spin
The four of us
As Lynn describes
Would have a ball
When we do collides
Such sweet pleasures
For us to share
No holding back
We wouldn’t dare
A night of passion
With no inhibitions
Is what we seek
In the right conditions
My brain is not
That good at rhyme
I’m struggling now
To keep in line
I think it’s because
Our fun I’m picturing
Mind is elsewhere
And now I’m fingering
So I will have stop
This tale of wit
My need right now
Is to rub my clit
I’m in awe of Lynn
She rhymes so well
That I’m in a spin
The four of us
As Lynn describes
Would have a ball
When we do collides
Such sweet pleasures
For us to share
No holding back
We wouldn’t dare
A night of passion
With no inhibitions
Is what we seek
In the right conditions
My brain is not
That good at rhyme
I’m struggling now
To keep in line
I think it’s because
Our fun I’m picturing
Mind is elsewhere
And now I’m fingering
So I will have stop
This tale of wit
My need right now
Is to rub my clit
