Adventures of my Tongue (tongue twister)

by steel99   Jun 8, 2007


My mischievous massaging master of mischief
Has started a hunt for hot honey
Sweet sauce or succulent syrup will suffice
Jazzy jars and Juicy gems jolt my jaw
A target to my type is tickling this tongue
Smeared, smothered, sloppy smooches with smores
Taffy tastes of this toppled tarter twat
Merry mannered mumbling means "more man"
You Must meet my muffled mouth again Miss Mamm

A Powerful, potent poem has been produced. The power of the "P's" shall put you on the plane to "O" pleasure. Sleep swell my sweets.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Natalie84

    HAHAHAHAHAHAHA OH MY GOD!!! I CAN NOT BREATHE!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA CRAIG YOU ARE SUCH A NERD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    This is hot though...