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She was fine and divine
The cliche of beauty
For my generation
Her body swayed orgasmic waves
With timeless tits
That stood up in the wind
And the sex was first class
World Series grand slams
We touched and turned
And turned and touched
Going all the way
Felt so incredibly great
At least it was for me
Her smile moved me
Sometimes to tears
The sadness of beauty
That can never be captured
But is always lost
She'll never ask
So I'll never tell
Dignity I have
That is, if I can stay strong
Because I still miss her even now
For reasons far from her figure

- written by McCutcheon

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