Deep In That Socket Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Lipstick thick on lips delicious.
And I wanna lick 'em...
Then sick 'em in that pocket.

And I don't think I'll deny her,
A reason...
To try it.
Since I know...
How I got it to rocket.

And she dosen't seem as greedy...
As those greedy in a 'need'.
She's not like that!

'That's a fatal attraction! '

I don't like knocking my rocks,
All alone!

Lipstick thick on lips delicious.
And I wanna lick 'em...
Them sick 'em in the pocket.
And she got it to rocket.

Lipstick thick on lips delicious.
And I wanna lick 'em...
Then sick 'em in that pocket.

And if those lips are kissin' right...
We'll get good to satisfy a moan!
Deep in that socket...
To knock, bend and bop it!

But,
She ain't like that!
But,
She ain't like that!
But,
She ain't like that!

'That's a fatal attraction! '

But,
She ain't like that!
But,
She ain't like that!
But,
She ain't like that!

'That's a fatal attraction! '

But,
She ain't like that!
But,
She ain't like that!
But,
She ain't like that!

'That's a fatal attraction! '