B***h.A Poem by Butch DecatoriaWhat would the world be if all females were.... loveless...B***H.
Pheramone struts the b***h a gleam in a squint of her twinkle of teeth deception with a bite after howling pearls of her great price sweat baptizing puppy-loved boys enticed by her furor after thunder in the lightning power / strike those unaware between her dripping limbs quivering from waves orgasmic, multiplied on multiple partners' bodies within her heat leaving a carcass of a heart for hatred to swallow blind the flights of sparrows...
The b***h births litters of beasts with puppy-looks who with the cute eyes, sadly only ravage - hunt - and copulate the sun dimmed by darkness love turned savage... © 2009 Butch DecatoriaFeatured ReviewReviews
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5 Reviews Added on February 1, 2009 AuthorButch DecatoriaLas Vegas, NVAbout"I cannot wait to see tomorrow, but I will live like--I just couldn't wait!" --yours truly "In The Church of (My) Life, Love is Worship" -- yours truly Lets101 Quizzes - Fun quizzes for blog .. more.. |

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