O' how I remember stuffing my big ass into that square
Grinding, winding, sweating buttocks screaming as they gasped for air
Ne'er a woman over 50 doesn't remember this attack
Polyethylene Plastic Prison poisoning her panting crack
O' what Glory in the evening when the girdles were undone
Mounds of flesh erupting , happily,
Joyful women, everyone!
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