let me hide this sticking tongue by lifting lid
i don't like to make the ladies uncomfortable
with those wild sprays, i put back the cover
the mirror is new too, no more running cracks
that show my face as if disected by an alien
floor is newly tiled too, i can't believe this one
always feels good after your trip to that place
i'm still wondering how come girls go in pairs
when they visit, probably for security reasons,
somebody to see if they look beautiful after
me i don't like anybody watching me, period
it's creepy feeling if somebody is there with you
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