Ben Dover

Ben Dover

A Poem by Janna Ruusuvuori
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a comical song that is a little bit long about lingering fingers ;)

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I want to put my finger in your a*s
It may sound crass but let it pass

My finger is like a cold skinny mouse
Looking for a warm dark house

Let me put my finger in
Suck on it well so we can begin

Otherwise it will go blue
Or some other kind of hue
Then what shall I do?!

I will be ashamed and cower
Being laughed at in the swimming hall shower

Let me put my finger in
Suck on it well so we can begin

It will be a helping hand
For your shrunken prostate gland

Like a massage to loosen you up
So you can dance and shake it up

Let me put my finger in
Suck on it well so we can begin

It's all about the rising kundalini
So the finger snakes up your dark wet hiney

I'll want to help you become one
From your root to the sun

So please let me put my finger in
Suck on it well so we can begin

Let me put my finger in your a*s
Bend over with grace and class

If it hurts let me know
So I can pull it out slow

Let me put my finger in
Suck on it well so we can begin

© 2014 Janna Ruusuvuori


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Added on September 26, 2014
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Janna Ruusuvuori
Janna Ruusuvuori

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