zebras, zebras, everywhere
if you're above me, i don't care
zebra skins now do abound
i'll round.
make and
you nice
a that's
rug
put your lips onto mine
and leave them stay just so,
feel them nestle
just like that, then feel them moving
slow
i cannot think of kissing you, it makes me wanna fly
when at last i catch
my breath,
into your mouth i'll sigh,
i saw your lips are very
soft and now my heart beats faster
what i think is so wild babe,
it'll put my mind in plaster
the giggles get me,
i start to shake,
i can't look into mirrors,
blood inside my ears does snake,
sloppily i run with scissors;
this heart pumps rivers of
amour,
each drop just for you,
i want to sit right in your lap and tell you
of us two
i wish your self to crave my own,
our lips to explore in bliss
i want to be with you forever,
please accept my kiss
i reach for you by essence
and this love that is my part
i obtest,
please, will you be my
zebra
heart...
zebras, zebras, everywhere
if you're above me, i don't care
zebra skins now do abound,
you'll round.
make and
me nice
a that's
rug
the only place to find zebras living in the wild is on the continent of africa and one african folk tale explains that the zebra got its black stripes after fighting with a baboon. the zebra kicked the baboon so hard that the zebra fell over into a fire. the fire left scorch marks over the zebra's body, hence the black stripes
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