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hard as a rock (Villanelle) by <~>

She fell on him like a Mayan maid, With no regard for dignity; And so, her inner self displayed. Her mother, sisters, she betrayed When she, her lust, set finally free: She fell on him like a Mayan maid. In the heat, their bodies swayed. She sacrificed her sanctity And so, her inner self displayed. Other girls would be afraid To partake in such debauchery: She fell on him like a Mayan maid. From her purpose, she had strayed, As, his lunges, she did parry And so, her inner self displayed. The coupling finally made her crazed-- Crazed, and ultimately weary: She fell on him like a Mayan maid And so, her inner self displayed.

-=SeTTle=- 15-Mar-03/12:19 PM
Hard as a smock?




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