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I am a nymphomaniac,
I want it all the time, you see.
Day and night my poor body aches
With sexual proclivities.
Within my mind, these thoughts abound
To haunt me every waking hour;
Phallic objects dance before me,
Men tempt me with subtle power.
Yet it's not just they that beckon,
But female breasts and rears as well.
I like it all, it matters not--
To a sex addict, they're all quite swell!
My panties (when I wear them) drip
With evidence of constant need;
My pussy throbs incessantly--
Masturbation is a frequent deed.
Yet like a meal or sweetest sleep,
Satisfaction is but fleeting;
For as soon as my pleasures end,
It's not long 'fore I am needing.
So round and round, hither and yon
I continue in endless quest;
My desires they show no mercy
As my body I daily molest.
I am a nymphomaniac,
Swollen and wet--no end in sight;
As in times past and still ahead...
It will be a Duracell night!