You've got so tasty, round knees,
Delicious way for you to tease,
I want to touch them with my palm,
But blood in chest boils like napalm;
All menlike males stare at them,
As if they see a precious jem,
The knees excite and agitate,
Attracting, like a fishing bait;
The night has come not really yet,
My only wish to touch them let,
But are you playing - Touch me not?
Embrace and kiss them! Idiot!
Knees
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