rated XX l'il jane's l'il cousin

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     Their thug chained
               mine
              whilst
        through storm's
                wet
                  i
            coughed

      'twuz the sunny
         the dirt wuz
              black
            and hot

      their thug thrusted
   mine in the ground hut
        with the naked
              jane's
          little cousin

             i meant
           her cousin
            yes i did
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