The French one was naughty and rich and
I just couldn't tell you which - I favored
I really, really, really love them all - no matter how they're flavored
The pretty Palestinian - like extra
virgin olive oil
The Israeli one like cactus fruit - it made my tensions coil
Some Caribbean, sweet as mango - and a
latina - juicy flan that wanted us to tango
The Aussie said: come and I'll show you where it's at - and there was Africa
tasting like chocolat
I lay down on the soft vaginas, happy
as man can be
While more and more of them rained down and joined to cover me.
Pink, brown, white, red, - black,
yellow, brown, red
Fat, thin, pierced, bald, - hot, tepid, blazing, cold
Vaginas, vaginas, vaginas oh my
So sentimental, not an eye and nary a vagina managed to stayed dry!
At last I opened my eyes - and soon I
realized
Desire - never dies.
I mean insult to no one - so I'll just take my bow
But if I did forget you - please come, I'll taste yours now!
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