Ms. Universe

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She captured me in her sexiness with her gravitational pull Her gravitational pull tugs at my essences The heat she emit would make Satan sweat Her earth tone skin have men erupting like volcanoes
With the rays of the sun I'll make her crown With the fabric of space I'll make her gown With the rings of Saturn I'll make her throne With the universe for her stage may her reign last forever Long live the queen.
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