Left,Right,Old Tower
left,right old tower,dish the spoon upon the hour,can i plead for nery hour?my
machine does many things but ne er enough to dow her.its cringle up and flancy
pants,dont give dudes a second chance.we are wise to sew this,its preamble on
the whoa's list.cant team up with a devil,and dont want to.my apartment is got
to.do?do you like the filth and monger,my love,getting stronger,feel the filth of me
longer,pen in hand,i destroy your land and add to my o'dower.
Copyright © Chris Bowen | Year Posted 2006
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