Uhad an ass that
was a hand ~ we held it twogether.
Somebody got lucky
OF THIS judge there are none. as each belong to her own schizorene cart
/laugh-stage-right-thing-was-snittet/
worm give forthyer tune
come for then it's close to muster
cunning to its Unheimlich
sitting on her lap
bending is always best sound
little bastard
is that yer aloof night
cunning to its Unheimlich
you've borne petal
to every railway stir
name this charlatan love
hug its rag to her napesitting on her lap
bending is always best sound
fork out wave
chandelier wrap around hip
wheated the woof of herdivorcee like care
little bastard
is that yer aloof night
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