Beau Nair - Swingin'

I'm swinging
Swinging where it counts
Drain me by the ounce
Feel a little bounce in my step
I'm hanging
And today I'm swanging
Would you like to wrangle my dangle
And see me from an angle on the ground
I'd like to see your mound
The love that we have found
Is gonna be gravy on the turkey of our sex
I'm giving Triple X as a rating to the style of our mating ooh wee

I'm swinging
Swinging for the fence
Digging where you're dense
But first I gotta dig through the frosting on your cake
The messy love we make
The weed that we intake
Call me Sir Loins then you dine upon my steak
Supping on my meat
Don't be so discreet
I feel your saliva just dripping on my feet
Wait until you try the pupu platter

Can't touch the stereo knob
When I'm listening to Bob Marley make it throb
I'm working at the job that I'm here to do
Picture me and you just covered in the goo we produce
Spewing all the juice from our gushy loins
I'll lick ya where your tushy joins your little taint
And then I'll go hard in da paint
Might make your mama faint

I'm swinging
Swinging with my dingus
Just trying cunniligus
To see if I can swing into your inner space
With your beaver on my face
I likely can replace my face mask
And eat you for breakfast
Put some syrup on my dong
I stripped away your thong
To release the batter for my pancake jam
Directly on your clam
A place I like to slam my poetry

I'm swinging

Written by:
Beau Nair

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