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MARCH MYTHS: DAY 5, WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, " MY OWN ANGELINA"

MARCH MYTHS: DAY 5, WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, " MY  OWN ANGELINA"

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  • MARCH MYTHS: DAY 5
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES
  • " MY  OWN ANGELINA"

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ANGELINA

Waking up next morning in a fairy dream,

I saw her swimming nude in a cool stream,

An adorable, elegant, celestial, lovable beauty

She is in her teenage looking very naughty

Seeing her own innocence and perfection

I convert her into verse in an inspiration

Sweet, seductive, natural,

She is tempting, shy,

Desirable, admirable

She is my own

ANGELINA

Wandering next night along the sea shore

She is feeling the touch of the waves roar

She has particular tastes, talents

Things have to be just right for moments

And one of her must-haves is a pool

Where she can enjoy the tides in cool

Lovely, elegant, erotic

She is sensual, seductive

Innocent, adorable

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BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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