There was a guy that loved to streak,
He loved to feel air on his ass cheeks.
He loved to have his body bare,
Loved when he got attention and lots of stares.
Of course, he was breaking many laws,
But, that was the game and the big draw.
He'd go to events and take off his clothes,
And run and streak and become the show.
He always was aroused and very hard,
He was very avant-garde.
Always streaking across front yards,
Being chased by crossing guards.
People were disgusted and very mad,
This streaker was on the news, being very bad.
He met a lady the very next week,
Decided he would try love and try not to streak.
They would masturbate in front of each other
Getting each other off, and they became lovers.
He would stroke his cock while she played with her clit,
They would get so excited together and then he'd fuck her slit.
Now they were outside together, fucking in the sun,
And then they would come and all the playing would be done.
The streaker just vanished and disappeared,
Haven't heard about him in many years.
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