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Through the Emerald Gates |
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I enjoyed and exulted |
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As now I was a part of the performance |
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I was inside these splendid women |
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While their toes were in my mouth |
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And then I met again the eyes of my brunette |
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She watched me with a pleased smile |
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But soon she turned and left the penthouse |
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I was looking at her until an emerald mist obscured my eyes... |
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I woke up in the light of the setting sun |
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To the sound of waves breaking on the shore |
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I came to myself on a desert beach |
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By the voices of my new girlfriends talking nearby |
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Their perfect bodies were wrapped in latex gowns |
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Their hair was styled into amazing updos |
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The sluts were evidently preparing themselves to |
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something grand |
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And waited until I awoke |
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I rise to my feet |
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Shook off the dust from my black suit |
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And hurried to my chic companions |
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For explanation |
