Stand and pose for me once more my beautiful tiger girl, feel the paint upon your back, feel my work unfurl
Touch the cold paint on the wall to channel any pain, my work is nearly at an end as your body takes the strain, For who should look upon my work should toast us in Champagne
Your beauty mixed with my artwork will surely fire the soul, for any lover that you take will indubitably loose control.
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