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A Day In the Middle of Ever

A Day In The Middle Of Ever(a summer day) Eating and smacking her female lips, enjoying her food it will ever be no sin, thinking of poorme what does he have, oh i should not even be enjoying this my oh my there are people like me who have so much less i have my kiss embroidered so neat i carry it on a kerchief with me i place it to lips that eat meat as well just as much and as many as ewe thinking of poorme she tells me sometimes it is true thinking of poorme is her job she is no snob Parme does not rhyme with erline.

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