Sweet glazed lips, hazelnut eyes dripping with buttery gold
Strawberry hair your hand can wrap around and hold
Elan coat plus she's easy to nail
Sir, are you interested in this biscuit for sale?
Thick hips, big tits, curves like a country road,
She might say no but she's just playing her role.
And if she tries to run, just smack her tail
Sir, are you interested in this biscuit for sale?
How about this one?
Sir, are you sure?
Her heart holds thick rind, her soul so couture
Does she have a good laugh?
Oh dear no sir
Perfect- in fact, by the looks of things
she looks more than worth it.
He laced her fingers, gently as if frail
Leading his purchase out with cash
As his hands awaited the door-
the salesman hollered at his tail
Thank you for shopping at Society's Trash.
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"My biscuits are not on discount so fuck you," I said to these fuckboys.
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