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The milkman quite quickly departed As soon as the postman got started His slippery mouth Was heading down south When she crossed her ankles and farted

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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Date: 6/4/2020 5:23:00 PM
oh my. HA!
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Rico Leffanta
Date: 6/5/2020 1:32:00 PM
The 2020 version of a penny novel! Aloha! Rico
Date: 6/3/2020 11:43:00 PM
Haha bawdy and naughty! xxoo
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Date: 6/3/2020 8:33:00 PM
G'day Rico … a game played when one foul is a win or a loss I guess - thanks Rico - Lindsay
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Date: 6/2/2020 7:59:00 PM
if i'd seen this poem without a name attached, i definitely would have pegged it as yours, rico! i don't know how you think of these, but keep 'em coming...
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Date: 6/2/2020 7:28:00 PM
lol...you are the king of limericks, Rico! xx Rhonda
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Date: 6/2/2020 4:58:00 PM
Oh my, it must have been a whirl wind there. xo
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Date: 6/2/2020 3:58:00 PM
Tha bawdiest! My brow is low, I love love it. ;D, xomo
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Date: 6/2/2020 2:46:00 PM
lol:-) hugs Jan xx
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