Turning Heads Poem by James McLain
Turning Heads
Smooth flair hips she does...bear....all is natural in skirt...mounded shirt oear pears...two would make.very fine....hair fasionably mained...face some what tanned...on the take...ponds frozen ice....skaters friend....she..does grins.. lets make nice....milk do I drink...not from a cow...L.A..vine..hollywood makes you blind..very fine.. have more wine..rounded calves snaking...up to.. moist pit.....do I stop... for more...gas in her tank...cheeks so sweat... that they melt... on your...lague..so does her... story end my friend...for life and 1...day
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4/25/2024 5:05:42 AM # 1.0.0.1119
very interesting write, lots to think about, kinda like a game for the mind!