Beads (Perles)

But where does this urge to fuck come from?
The great cum, the rut, the urge to climb?
No doubt a little girl must have come along
To give me the desire to get back into it.

It's the vital energy that gives us the drive
Not to miss any of them and to put them on
Like rare pearls that make beautiful necklaces
That they wear around their necks.

And when a girl passes within our reach
We want to make a friend of her without a second thought
And when they go cock in the ass and the clit delighted
That's where all libertines see life taking shape.

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