Poem -

Sex Bomb.

They call her the sex bomb the lady of lust, when she explodes finding a bomb shelter Is a must.

They say she doesn't care if your hair is baldy or fair, when she explodes she just wants you there.

She has a face of an angel and the mind of a devil, mind find it hard to be on the same level.

She would eat you for breakfast then regurgitate you for lunch, she is a sex bomb of pleasure with a knockoutĀ punch.

Sex bomb sex bomb she is a highly explosive sex bomb, when she explodes the earth does shake rattle and roll.

Hello sex bomb.

Hello sexy man I am primed and ready to blow, do you fancy some loving.

Not today sex bomb I am still not tired of living.

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