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I can’t help but stare at your ass,I know it’s impolite,And I know I shouldn’t,but something, something,just keeps me staring at you.The things I wanna do.This isn’t as much of a poem,as it is a declaration of lust.You are ridiculously attractive.

You know,They’re all talking about how shit you are at the job,and I’m thinking about how intoxicating you smell.I can’t decide if that’s good or bad.