The first thing I did was get on her, Then started to turn her on. Me and her were alone afterwards, While everyone was gone. She knew I wanted to ride her, She knows where I want to go. She knows I am the key, To make it go fast or slow. At first we started to go slow, But then I wanted to go fast. I wanted it this way, And don't want to pass. I was drunk as fuck at first, While she waited outside the bar. That was stupid of me to leave her outside, Especially when she is my brand new car. As for all you naughty people, Should read the poem again. For this poem is talking about a car, Not sex, you stupid naughty men.Birth sign: Cancer
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