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Whirlpool

In a whirpool
of clothes
that swirl in a machine
called a Dryer
I spot something that interest me
a pair of purple panties
that normally would sit in your closet
or wrap around your seductive thighs
but here they are
in a laundry mat
yes, you thought they banned me
and they did
but I came anyway
to snacth your panties
soiled from a monthly vistor
that waits for me
You're no were in sight
so I must figure
how to take your percious
without losing a hand
you have such a colorful selection
for me to choose from
Like a bubble gum machine
but only I have no quaters
Well I can always wait
they no longer have your smell
and thats no fun
so next time
I'll have the piece to complete
my stolen outfit

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