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Finn (This is to have the correct length title)
She lies in my lap
Her curves smooth as silk
She fits perfectly into my gaps
Her neck stretched out long
She stays here with me
Her voice smooth and bold
She knows how to send me into ecstasy
Her body guides me to play all the string strings
She wraps around my shoulder
Her body knows right when to pick up
She begs me to play with her and hold her
Her back arches to a curve
Who is she? You ask.
She is my bass named Finn
Who else could I mask
In a description describing pure bliss?

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