Bora born
Mystery grace _
Two women in high heels pass by
six inch stilettos no lie.
They pray with their feet, yes it's true
in body song sung for you.
Second skins so tight denims sting
how do they get in those things.
No creases, nor stretch marks show through
those hour glass shapes flexed in two.
The lights they change, it's time to move
mutta hurray up you two.
No trouble at all, down is up
thempla run, amazing stuff.
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© 31st may 2013 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
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Mystery grace _
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