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Hucklebuck Man

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Sweet is the dark, spaces in between
And dust in the cracks, obsidian dreams,
Dripping from moon's spoon. 

Shadow of one's soul in aura of incense, 
In bitter time for your comeuppance, 
Surfing hollow clouds of flowing portents.

Humping and grinding to my quill,
Caw of the cuckoo, my cock rocks.
Bestowing on you my hearkening stick.

Hiss of the lips, from your vagina,
Screeching hallelujahs and amen. 
The pendulum swings on your tits.

In restoration of my invigoration,
Renaissance of the Hucklebuck Man,
Kissing you down below. 

Sweet is the dark, spaces in between,
Thighs quaking, everlasting awakening,
Dripping from moon's spoon.

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