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Q.Cont!Nuum

Hold the pickles And the mustard too A real time functions Having fun with you She lies in disguise A gooey ducks prize A funky ‘ask why’ In a mustard; on rye Catch.is.up! “Busta move…” he said; ”...Batters luck!...” She taps the cat on her heal at that with spikes at the base of her feet… Hearts are sweet and heat is the treat when a honey and a funky.squeak.meet “wanna touch the ball babe?” ;)~ Q.Count! mutant x

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