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My Adonis

over he swanned a swagger and a swerve tall dark and handsome (girl just hold your nerve) champaign for the lady I must celebrate the most beautiful woman that god could create his eyes had a sparkle his clothes looked first class built like an Adonis he filled up my glass took hold of my hand we waltzed on the spot I felt I was floating this guy was so hot he held me securely so tender and warm he whispered sweet nothings pure charisma and charm as I'm falling in love a huge rumble I hear I turn to my left got a waft of stale beer my great lump of lard asleep by my side was snoring so loudly I could have cried his teeth in a jar his hair, non to see was fairly peeded off once again, he'd woke me

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