A Steamy Romantic Encounter
Damn. How hot you are.
Baby, I want to put you in my mouth
Pretty soon, you’ll be ‘bout two feet south.
See, It's only you and me at this here bar.
We have a connection.
You can say it’s a gut feeling.
Your bitchin’ buns got me reeling
in an agonizin’ hungry conniption.
No time for my place. Here then?
I know i’m vegetarian. I still want your meat.
What’s this? Swiss? That’s sweet.
So what do you say Miss Reuben?
Will you get in my tummy?
Please do. You look hella yummy.
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