Meet Maria, she with a full bodied voluptuous figure. I have a rakish handsome, with hair to boot.
'Twas on the desert sands we met.
Now goddamn it; get me a drink.
It was her pants, her pants that drove me wild.
I was afraid that she might have left the room.
My third eye stood to attention and addressed the throng:
"I've told you my story, now tell me yours..."
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