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Picnic in Europe (explicit)

~*~
We silently walk down London Town
taking our fish'n'chips there
we stay a while at the Big Ben as I hear you laugh
cause you said you always wanted to make love here
and it's so big and much bigger than you thought
and tastes so good too...as you eat it all the way down
we finish our sleazy picnic at the strike O'twelve
eating it all up til the toll of the Bell.
~*~
We journey on to the Triumph Arch...the gigantic bow
as we look up to see the gargoyles
and I hold you close so you won't fall
more than from grace and of virgin thoughts
(cause your blood in your veins now really boils)
we throw out our blanket and picnic starts once again
as we look up to the sky you arch your back
way below it and pretend
that you are the Triumphal Arch making another conquering act
oh yeah, I love how my body to that nasty little mind
of yours react.
~*~
Eiffel towers next and Paris by springtime
and you're eager to take the elevator all the way there I see
to ride it down and up, up and down
eat the pain riche and butter it good m'cheri
all the way on top where the wind blows hard
but not as hard as you
OMG I don't think I can take another ride or my dreams of my
own happy death will come true
but here we go again and food's all eaten up but still you chew...wow
chew on, baby
with you I can always go on and I better cause it's true, your pink mouth
never say "maybe".
~*~
we journey down to Taj Mahal gazing up on it while we
lay in the grass
where you give me your chest to rest in
we stare at it in awe til it becomes two or is it a mirage
or your beautiful tits my tongue now licks more eagerly than what was in
the picnic bin
on the stonepavement where tourists recently walked,
you give me your ass up in the air there
oh what joy...you love to be caught gettin' laid and scream like
it's Mardi Gras everywhere
I grab and fondle your big Taj Mahals and look at the original with a smile
and you join me
as you sit in my lap and think of every tower we seen thru our
own nasty journey.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~16Feb99~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~LordParzifal




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