She was feeling down.
So she bought a one-way ticket on a Greyhound.
She didn't find love but she found lust.
Humping on the back seat of the Greyhound bus.
She didn't find the man of her dreams.
But she found one that made the back seat steam.
Humping on the back seat of the Greyhound bus was really amazing and you have wisely captured expressed your perception here. An amazing sharing is done...10
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I would like to translate this poem
When one don't get love they go for, may be a way of hurting self or to get satisfaction. Good one