If I had to write a song about youSurreal Dream, is what I would call itOur relationship was too good to be trueI cherished it, bit by bitUntil the da... it was torn apartBy silly misunderstandings and complicationsEven today our breakup is a hazy memoryDid it really happen or was it just a hallucinationEverything about you and our loveLike a deja vu on repeat mode, it seemsWhich is why I dedicate this poem to youMy ex-girlfriend, my surreal dreamI miss you .The most beautiful thing anyone has. Haye kya chut thi uski mujhe to jaise pehli chudai me hi jannat mil gayi thi…….. ab wo mera lund chusne lagi aur me uski chut…. uski chut ki kya khusbu thi me to bas madhosh huye ja raha tha.Phir maine apni jeebh uski chut me daal kar chatne laga aur wo aaah……. aauuummh…… aaauch…… waise move karne lagi mujhe bada maja aa raha tha…. hum dono nange jism ek dujhe me kho gaye the ki achanak uski chut ne mere muh pe pani chod diya, maine uska sara pani chat kar saaf kar diya. Idhar me bhi chutne. Theplanet is called 'Earth' by the native trimees. There are also signs ofunicellular life on a satellite of one of the gas giants, but we willignore that." Trimees?" Oh, that is a slang term for three dimensional, or trimensionalcreatures."Karoscan unfurled his main tentacle, wrapped it around Dratto and pulledDratto towards him. Dratto could smell Karoscan's arousal. Also,Karoscan had turned bright, pulsating green, which meant he was horny.Dratto disentangled himself from Karoscan's. James snickered at the imperialistic tone her little sister hadlapsed into, and took a seat on the couch. Melodramatically, sheextended her right hand with a limp wrist, as if waiting for somesuitor to grab and kiss it. Both of the younger girls giggled at theaffectation. "Stop it, Maggie!" Elaine laughed, grabbing the extended hand inone of hers and pulling it down wards. She fished for a moment in thesmall bag that Julie had brought, before yanking out an emory board. "I get the other hand!".