Pink Sun Kissed Tuna Poem by James McLain

The reliance of you are she is large.
She likes the face that hers the partner of her taste is handled.
The hard male is as was chicken, the person who is excluded or when they come togather, neither one.
In the angled degree where she possesses his characteristics.
Running off that splendidly long inverted when is iffy.
As for her Hick' It of that she loves him squeezes;
Am I, James' which closes that it off too sufficiently?
The end she draws near of it which has stickiness without the.
Before two beating blue movements bring it to the ham.
And as the crab meets at that dock is loves one time.
The jaw of the pink sun kissed tuna she opened has closed.