Her ass is hip-notic
it moves with a beat
smoother than any jazz
and sexier than a samba
I could watch it swing
the sway of her steps
mesmerise me to dream
I’ll fantasise over the next line
while my blood runs
and my heart beats
she has a joy to behold
the perfect peach
I'll accept her invitation
if she ever turns to say
bite me
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