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A Girl and her Sailor ©

James Mutch Crockett
Hong Kong, China

Ambon sunset,
Across the Banda Sea,
My sweet black binti,
Is looking out for me,
I think I hear her singing,
As my ship sails near,
Dancing naked on the sand,
Her lovely voice more clear,
When I find her on the beach,
She will run away from me,
Then quickly stop and run right back,
To her sailor from the sea,
I will taste her essence,
When I make my claim,
Her exciting body mine again,
Calling out my name,
I will pull her close to me,
As she pleads in mock distress,
And when I pluck my precious flower,
She will acquiesce.

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