Through green weed is swimming out,
Little beetle, feeling sleepy?
Ripples tickle her nipples deepy.
This poem was written by Albert A. Olofinnika.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
LITTLE BEETLE
Little beetle humming loud,
Through green weed is swimming out,
Little beetle, feeling sleepy?
Ripples tickle her nipples deepy.
This poem was written by Albert A. Olofinnika.
Through green weed is swimming out,
Little beetle, feeling sleepy?
Ripples tickle her nipples deepy.
This poem was written by Albert A. Olofinnika.
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