Skin is in.
Thin?
Uh, Not so much.
But don’t you dare touch,
What is being showcased;
Odds are, encrusted-laced;
Encased with a small waste;
You've traced down south from their waist.
Can't even think of the very possible foul taste.
Unh.
Never forget,
What yo ass sees, is what yo ass gets!
'Cause it’s here tah stay.
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