Mississippi Sex Terror

 

The Mississippi Sex Terror rides

again.  Silver streak Rubicon mud

sling smile.

 

Late on the lease.  I’d

like a piece – that easy speaking

crocodile.

 Inches stretch for miles

at least.  Piston pounding beast…

.

Stick shift sentiment up my

crease, just pumping in

the grease.  

Roll bar rough with

a smooth release.  

 

How does that

feel?  Halo headlights and a

Vader grill

stiff as stainless steel?

.

You’re ball bearing deep in my rear

suspension.  Plug the bushing, torque

the tension.  Spin me

like a wheel.

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