Ilona Wild:
Demon Lorry
What is that troubles you?
Maybe those lorries out in view?
Unbridled horsepower?
And who is the driver?
Is he a man? A demon? A woman?
In my dreams to make his return?
Can he calm down my desires?
Can he see my burning fires?
My heart thrown out,
My blouse torn up?
Can he? Or not?
I gaze up at the sky starry,
Big Dipper and Orion I see,
And I wait... just wait...
For the Demon Lorry.
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