Ooooohh they distract the heebie jeebies outta me!
It’s entirely wrong that I’m crotch stationary and she obviously can see;
Can picture me with the Superman x-ray vision literally undressing she and her enormously well shaped watermelon-like chichis.
I, poet and story-teller, do solemnly swear to rock my 3D’s,
To give relativity and bouncing ergonomics to her expendable delicacies.
Fingers do long to do the Nunchuk and Motion-plus until I go Wii !
This is Mii Universe and I interpret your designs and designers the way I see Fit.
Its totally up to you why you got so scrumptiously thick,
Hips on logarithms and beauty on exponential; hits.
Makeup by yourself, liquor by top shelf,
And I’m looking down still focused on your split, contemplating mass division, incision, permission, decisions…
Pervert, for the forever, and I love how you don’t mind it.
Dark crusader with a sheet for a cape,
Mouth engrossed in her grapes,
Piecing together the situation like Lego: Batman trying to save the date.
I’ll never judge her, queen not known to randomly Smash Brothers
Especially since we’ve been lovers dancing crazily-groping-like close in our own Michael Jackson Experience minus the accusations,
Making each other.Move…. No Playstation
You can call me Mario every time I get the 1up,
fire power on fire flower I’m shooting until I shrink up,
Attributing male offspring to my nifty golf swing and female mini me’s to my juxtapose poses after bowling with my arms low and skyscraper poised nose;
I suppose, I never knew your milkshake had so much sucrose, maltose, glucose and Hershey’s give me two mo’s of yous!!!
I only want what’s best for… Mii,
Princess ooooohh you the best for me Toadstool