| Fecal great and grand
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| Is the masterful command
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| Of these firma and steady hands
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| Boundless is the freedom
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| And my organs energy
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| To punch through with intensity
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| 'Twas a mighty womb that bore me
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| To this world prostrate before me
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| Offering up the most pristine
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| Lavish lines to be taken
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| Prim curves to be caressed and shaken
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| Converse, tease and taste
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| The lucious lips below her waist
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| That speak the wisdom that shall not be found
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| In books or prophets mouths
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| But between the waiting legs
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| Of she lewd and well endowed
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| Andaicious anf full of light
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| Conquerrish.clever.fit and tight
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| It is the best that I demand
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| Tolerate no less that grand
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| Persist through anguish endure the pain
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| Scale mountains to attain
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| It is the best that I deserve
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| Cast all else into the dirt
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| Smash them down, claim it all
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| Watch the feeble braggarts fall
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| She of alluring silhouette
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| Shall be unclothed and drenched in sweat
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| He who obstructs the path ahead
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| Shall be dethroned and drenched in red
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| She shall receive the greatest gift
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| Spit upon both sets of lips
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| And he shall know true will and might
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| When I take up arms and fight
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| By my hand alone
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| I carve out my own
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| In war or she upon all fours
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| My seed shall be sown |