The Patch Poem by Don Juan Tenorio
The Patch
That little patch, between your thighs,
That little dark patch, that opens my eyes,
It has me at your beck and call,
Leave it ala natural.
Don't shave it off, leave it like that,
I like it when it's soaking wet.
That is a woman's pride and joy,
And to me a wonderful toy.
Leave it alone, please be kind,
You see, it makes me loose my mind.
Don Juan Tenorio
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