"She’s A Girl"

(Mirakali's Poetry)

 

She’s a girl, I know it.
She must be a girl.
She’s got cool tits, yes, really cool tits
or are they hot, hot like fire?

Burning, burning, burning
until they kindle the stars
that get the fire until they look like tits too.

A heaven full of tits and groovy girls
flying around like angels,
oh yes angels
and they are all naked,
naked indeed.

And when they fly their asses swing
from right to left and up and down
untill you are totally crazy
from your prick to your brain.

Beautiful girl, what else should we say.
Oh man, we know you don’t understand
until you have seen it too:
The naked angels all juicy and free.

You are a man, I know it,
you must be a man.
You look so cool, your muscles are horny
and what you have in your pants
is really hot, so hot like fire.

Burning, burning, burning to the stars
until the heaven rains with beauty and bliss
everything you got inside your prick
to make all girls happy and wet.

Mirakali)

 

 

 

 

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