ImpromptuA Poem by Satish VermaYou can legitimate the loot. There will be no
You can legitimate
the loot. There will be no spineless resistance. The skull cap only covers the baldness hiding the keratinized skin. The lust shines like pearls on your upper lip. Beehive. Poking the rabbit before it jumps, you will remember the ducks have no ears. Ah, the learned professor, he has started teaching the full lips. © 2018 Satish Verma |
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