my rosebud lifts
And listens
It’s nervous
So tense to know
A reassuring warm tongue
Licks all they way around
And into
My rosy little pucker
Why you wanna know me in there?
I feel an urge to bear
I smile sorry through
And push out a little
Your tongue touched my warm feces
I’m so embarrassed

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