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Where Frozen Embers Still Burn : the Funny Version
where frozen embers still burn my doctor says is a thing you earn i ask him if it is a large mass as he quietly looks up my ass i politely tell him it is on this side not there he says he is being thorough there a pair true i guess though i'm sure one hangs lower much lower than the other up and over where frozen embers still burn i thought had cleared up in my youth i knew i shouldn't have slept with Ruth i should have done an about turn everyone warned me about her in fact that's why i courted her what they thought i should fear sounded like music to my ear i lost the other ear while i was out hunting there's a frozen ember i still hear ringing just then i hear the Doc yell with an echo his face still behind me his mouth down low its not your balls those are hemorrhoids boy their big they must be on steroids be sensitive there sir those are my parts makes you want to release a couple of farts where frozen hemorrhoids burn and hang no woman should yearn to touch or bang i'll get them removed my dear lassies don't mind mine and i won't your falsies   if per chance this deep poetry i just penned has got you hot and thinking of my tight end where frozen embers still burn my heart is yours a woman as special as you this old man adores
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