Saturday, January 4, 2014

Zarita's Poem by Lady Lauren

one finger , two finger three finger four
five lashes , six scratches seven gashes
take more

eight , nine , ten
Ill have you again

when Im through with you
 you'll be a puddle of goo

 you're not worth my time
  you filthy,  swine
 
so stop your  bleeding
and start  pleading

kiss my fine ass
 go fill up my glass

 service is key
 to be with Me

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