Poem -

His third leg

That damn thing you swing 
is so raunchy so mean 
I only want your thing so it seems 
The thought of you pounding me
Is so astounding to me
I get aroused from the thought 
I would pay more than a penny for your thoughts
That damn thing you swing is surreal
Makes me want to suck u up and have you for a meal
Daddy you are my happy meal
Do you feel these words I spill 
Because that damn thing you swing is the real deal

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