With onomatopoeia like vroom vroom pow! Pow!
I said that I shall! Go to the Silver Corral!
It’s when again I saw the Ethiopian Gal….
With a hunger bound will, I went through the doors
Yet stood still, That’s when little miss I’m thrilled
Came all up into my grill
With a grin-highschool-crush on her face
My biker-rider-hi-vis-long haired grill was the place
And she was flying high like an ace!
She said “Hi” “How Are You Doing”
Her lady boner guise was really brewing
She catered and provided hospitality aid, and went on her way
Then it was time for me to pay
I was a hungry boy pursuing
After I payed, I said “Now I’ll Be Chewing”
- AvalonDakota
- 1/24/24
- 2:32am
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