It permeates.
Me doing you
You doing me
It permeates
I need to stop
I can't stop
Won't stop
It's brewed
Like a warm cup of tea
I'm ready to drink
Sweetened just right
How soothing and smoothe
It massages my throat
I prayed to be delivered
You kept pushing my button
It's set now
To the "on" setting
It can't be turn off.
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