POETRY | not everything we think about is true
I'm not a porn star
Not even a semi-fantasy artist bokep the men
Though my big tits are immeasurable
Which ngarepnya when viewed like a sexy magazine model model
But my papa is similar to the papaya
Buaku is my big chest, which is more than average size
Which will pass the size of four two
With a cup is definitely passing from triple D aka like have a giant
Already so tufts like a pudding tub that is not powered
So now I've never wear bra
Of course this is not the result of surgery
This is a natural product
The ga wearing full-blooded breast and also all macem therapy
Not also use silicone jelly
Not also the result of liquid silicone syringes used to use a sissy
Nor are collagen injections at a wild service provider
Nor is the result of photoshop full of action
My myths circulated in the area of Central Java, the area of Semarang which is the capital of the Province
On the mysterious hill of Gombel
In the Dutch colonial period there have been many massacres here
Although now the place has turned into a youth dating place
But I always faithfully haunted around the location
I am a spirited creature who committed suicide
My life suffered from being ignored by my husband
I'm sterile which means you can not have a baby
Husband soon affair slowly but surely
Ga pake long when caught straight i poked him without preamble
Then I quickly ran
Pursued by the population, I immediately harakiri
That's my story of the tragedy-filled wewe gombel
Ever since I was a ghost I have not thought of anymore whose name is male
All men are the same, likes to cheat both while still alive and after death
My face is aging, with wrinkles starting to gnaw on
Not my tetekku whose size swelled drastically after getting back up
Now my busyness likes to kidnap children at night
Children who are neglected and ignored by their careless parents
At least this is how I move-on from all the stories of my suffering that ever happened
Than I'm busy dating
Either with a country of jinn or a fellow devil
Mending me a kidnapping
I always wanted a child in my arms
It's time I got what I never had
But remember you never report the police
I'm lazy to go on the show of crime news on television
Besides my different ways of working with kidnappers full of various modus operandi
Where I do not ask for ransom and the rich threats of the kidnappers earlier
Anyways when I get bored, sometimes his son I returned to his home again
Just like when I was alive I also like to borrow books in the library, before the penalty was the book was back
Although sometimes books that I like, I like tilep occasionally
If you let your child hang around
In a quiet and alone night
I'll take her back to my house without calling you for a ransom
If you are careless in taking care of your child and are lulled into surveillance
I no longer shrink
Take your son home as a toy
regards @zecbroaswk