Duty-bound Seduction with Miss. WayneA Poem by Satoshi IroTzuDedicated to M.C.BIn my early days under spry of my conquering youth ... My frustrations drained me I was soaked with my failures, but it never tamed me I stepped onward to edges of vortex, grinned at my doom A free fall to its bottom then spit out by its womb A beggar in my looks a wisdom of a professor with a fiery wits of crooks tailored with sleeves, full of schemes, of a well laid-back dresser Then there is you exploring the same days I had in my youth with own desire of a firm hand; your cravings in my presence earn your stay Together we are complete, Miss. Wayne Now I live as your mister dreamy And I am an agent of shakes and quivers when you see me
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