One afternoon day, a woman
like her, she got the heart
and soul in the world to
be, she got the humongous
smile on her bare naked
face, a woman who had a tickled
hands of hers completed,
she start to tickled my
luxurious and scrumptious
feet nonstop as it is and was in
earth, she can laugh out
loud and clear, she actually tickle
and sprinkle on my
spirited and soulful body of mine
smoothly and soothingly,
oh my love, oh my love, you try
to make me laugh even
lower and higher, when you tickle
me to death constantly, I
still love you more and more till
I die in vane, she'll fall
in love to tickle me, because she is
finally in love in her
inner spirit to tickle or a nickle on
my back jack what a snack,
my love my goddess angel
to tickle me forever and
ever
Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-18-15
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