Jindar-Re Poem by Jerry Lawrence

Jindar-Re



Jindar-Re.
C.U.T.I.E. With The Ghetto Booty. Nicety EXXXtacy. Stellar.
Hardcore, Hoochie Mama. My Thoughts Took Over By Her As She Bends Over, Near.
Hear, My Boom Box, As I Jam 2 Myself On This Pretty Winter Day On The Beach.
Peach DuJour: Jindar-Re.
Jindar-Re, Tatted, On A Thigh.
I Am Spellbound, I Can Hear My Heart Pound. D*mn, She Banging. That's A Lot Of Loving. Living 4 That Kind Of Something.
Staring. She Catches Me. She Keeps 2 Smiling & Then That Kind Of Wink. She Knows I'm Hers, Already.
Lovely, Let's Me C Further Then Approaches Me XXXpertly.
Kooly, I, Keep. Last Sip From My Beer She Takes.
Aches Of My Lonely Heart Dissolve As She Leaves N My Mind Her Phone Number. Her Pretty Blue Eyes Wink.
Look Hardest As She Hapily Leaves. Lord, All That A**: Jindar-Re.
Jindar-Re.

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