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the texas old folks home

Poetry By: dreaming of you

just a bit of fun .

Submitted:Jan 23, 2009    Reads: 96    Comments: 0    Likes: 2   

into the bathroom old ana did trot

pulled down her pants and sat on the pot

she felt something rising through her pubic hair

when she turned round she found me sitting there .

in the texas old folks home .


fantasy would make my eyes water

using the tricks that her life had taught her

pretty soon she was gasping for breath

never before had she been rogered within inches of death

in the texas old folks home .


ana said she could do better

so we went upstairs with a dozen french letters

exhausted she collapsed to the floor

there stood the yorkie begging for more

in the texas old folks home .


into the bathroom old fantasy´┐Ż comes coasting

now you're for it , i hear her boasting

but once more she's raising her hands

she cannot keep up with my demands

in the texas old folks home.


soul sisters undressed ready for trouble

i'm to be on the end of an old texas double

but a yorkie of the masculine gender

like a true gentleman´┐Ż accepts their surrender

in the texas old fols home .


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