She came sat and exposed
Her two lemons, of Shiraz
Left and right
The right size
Her hair black
The dark night
She is a Stingray
She's kind shark
Gives/takes lives
In Western
Bow, arrow
Is eyebrow
Thin her lips
Apples' skin
Best is, suck
Kind of, bite
How I wish
I was chips
Holds she looks
Then chews on
How I wish I was the, little black fish
I would search my way out to her sea
In her arms
In her eyes
Thank you for coming
Thank you for this site
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