Mashed Potatoes On Her Ass

How much did you smoke?

Yeah well, maybe you’re flying too high.

But I like to see you happy smiling and giggles.

Breasts jiggle, butts find a rhythm and wiggle.

I drive while you adjust gold sunglasses asking about tea cottonmouth queen.

I’m glad to show this world green, our streets are beautiful.

However, a mystery to me is how mashed potatoes attacked you during dinner.

Silly lover.

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