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Mind Sex
Mind Sex
I am loins
Or eggplant for you
Vegetarians and textures
And I'll say back in my day
I've sowed my Royal oats
But in my old age
And a head full of gray hair
That I like to refer to as my bowl of wisdom
I see beauty in my own way
As you may I
And although I acknowledge your pretty face
Fat ass and perky tits
I look pass a pretty face and a smile
Because if that's all you have
You might as well be a clown
And yes that was a pun, on the makeup you have me stare at
One would describe me as sapiosexual
Here one's intellect is not only attractive
But it arouses loins
Or eggplant for you
vegetarians and textures
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