When I squeeze her trembling bosom
The blood pumps to my loins
When I penetrate her fortress
Our souls like twins conjoined
Virginia
And our love is frozen
And our love is fire
And our love is sacred and true
And Mahatma Gandhi
And the pancakes (everyone)
And the dragon
And you Virginia
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