He snatches water from
The compound reservoir...
Soap from the adjacent market.
Washes the dusty vehicles,
Where you see
Cute babes travel.....
With painted lips
Augmented breasts
Frilled hair
Curved glutei
And 90% naked....
Man..You wash the exterior.
lol... can you...the interior? ? ?
Well, the dust....
You munch instead,
Became nice polish.
Socially would sheen them
To have a big 'shot'
In the dusk....!
Here you get some
Pennies
Whilst they'd get some
Thousands....
What a pitty?
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