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The poet's in me tonight!
The sky was dark,
The moon was high.
All alone,
Just she and I.
Her hair was soft,
Her eyes were blue.
I knew just what,
She wanted to do.
Her skin so soft,
Her legs so fine.
I ran my fingers,
Down her spine.
I didn't know how,
But I tried my best.
I started by placing,
My hands on her breast.
I remember my fear,
My fast beating heart.
But slowly she spread,
Her legs apart.
And when I did it,
I felt no shame.
All at once,
The white stuff came.
At last it's finished,
It's all over now.
My first time ever,
At milking a cow...
The moon was high.
All alone,
Just she and I.
Her hair was soft,
Her eyes were blue.
I knew just what,
She wanted to do.
Her skin so soft,
Her legs so fine.
I ran my fingers,
Down her spine.
I didn't know how,
But I tried my best.
I started by placing,
My hands on her breast.
I remember my fear,
My fast beating heart.
But slowly she spread,
Her legs apart.
And when I did it,
I felt no shame.
All at once,
The white stuff came.
At last it's finished,
It's all over now.
My first time ever,
At milking a cow...
Fluff. I don't think cows have blue eyes, but it's gotta rhyme 
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