The movement of my hand;
Her bottom is a feature,
I must confess I like,
And when she's naked on the lawn,
It's a place to park my bike. such a romantic poem. tony
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The movement of my hand; Her bottom is a feature, I must confess I like, And when she's naked on the lawn, It's a place to park my bike. such a romantic poem. tony