It will come as good news to floriculturists
Who all have good taste as to beauty
And will doubly delight “hor”iculturists
Who appreciate tight-assed booty
That a rare breed blooms o'er at Gold One
With a visage that rivals Troy’s Helen
She’d inspire a veritable Bank Run
Were it not for the presence of Seven
There’s Paige, Kiss, ShaSha and Bella
To assuage us in the meantime
But to be a truly happy fella
FLOWER must also ring your chime
As exotic as a Ghost Orchid
She won’t be that long in season
So with prose sufficiently florid
I’ll suggest for you adequate reason:
Her lips have the softness of satin
Her porcelain skin as silky as China
Her kitty will stretch out your baton
As it enters her wet, warm vagina
Her fragrance fresh as morning dew
And ass cheeks just perfectly shapely
She’ll blow you and expertly screw
‘Til like me you’ll favor her greatly
I saw her early this mornin’
And could barely believe her great service
Such remarkable feats of performin’
Hardly exist outside of a circus!
In any event
she’s back with us
For how long is only our guess
Hence I suggest you make a fuss
To
let FLOWER'S snugness relieve your stress!