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A baby in office-poem

Contributed by cauchy3 on Tuesday, 14th December 2004 @ 07:48:27 PM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry

A baby in office (poem)

Languages on the bosses face were fine

Thy adore her full and round breasts

Draw on bounties are her good figures

A love order to follow please

A group of best official erotica

Read the labels of contracts with loves

But she had to take up all they want

Zoomed lens are voyeurs loves

Good inches for long and wide and around

Stimulations were sloppy and go with pains

Relations are aggressive with loves blocking

Win a lady with moneys in all sayings

The burdens on desks are rains in heaps

No breathes are inhaled without rain drops

Loves are bitter herbs to be eaten

The plights to face the water sports

Throes are pulsated with bad happiness

Silver rains are quivered and spasm

Spa are constrain by fist of rains

Blowing by moneys and screaming in trashes

They have the pretensions of kings and sadists

She pretend to win all over

Locking the floods are poor dams

Dams in dampers wet her mouth

Reclined minds lean to fronts.

Inspections by eyes are torn body

Here name are always in stock controls

Brokers are agents of SM officers

Pay dirt is in good uniforms

Pinks as oranges and lives are reformed

T shirts and jeans or blue dresses

Salads have salmons raw and fresh

Real rolls are wages but few salaries

Not all pays are pockets payables

But bosses have pay through their noses

Virgo s juddering are first software

--------Erotica by Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3------

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Copyright © cauchy3 ... [ 2004-12-14 19:48:27]
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