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  • Writer's pictureAna Moritta

My White Seater

White and strong, my love carried me in his arms

to bed took me and sweetly loved me

Nature presented me with a lovely bird,

he made the delights, with affection, of love

And yummy, left me fulfilled,

with his long-aforeatory way and a well-healed body,

With a very soft smell,

a sea perfume that flowed through the body,

kissing and cursing, which 'sir' I didn't even hear,

I just wanted this white guy to enjoy and shake me,

enfim, me divertir.

It doesn't matter if it's ogre, it's very tasty

I do want this endless love.

Coletânea poética de 12º aniversário do coletivo Cataversos - Editora Conejo.

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