Oh you look tasty
Standing up at the black-board
Teaching us about the fucked up government
My mind is not on the lesson
But on you
Your long brown hair falling around your shoulders
Your face so animated as you talk
But do I care about the government?
Fuck no
Come into my room
I'll be your queen of lust
I stroke that long hair
And you can touch my nude body
I won't tell your wife
What she doesn't know won't hurt her
It's just you and me
Alone in a room
Where an unmade bed awaits us
What are you waiting for?
No?
Well then fuck you
You obviously don't know a good thing when you see it
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