I call her Snakebite
she wiggles her tail for appetite
until she'll fang; bang, bang
filling your dynamite
this girl is hot indeed
and with her razor-teeth
and forked tongue
devours your fake
just standing up
with speed
she'll buttercup
just soups you up
and makes oblong
so forget being strong!
Madrason 15 apr 2015!
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