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AMUSEMENT RIDE      

Plunge your pole
up my laughing pink mouth
as I sit astride
these bobbing horses
with hips open wide
and rub my breasts
against the brass.

You ride behind me
but can't overtake
my calliope gallop
I am insatiable!

I do splits on the grass.
It tickles more
than the cotton candy
between my thighs.

      — Teresa White


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