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Roast Beef Rare

roast beef (rare) had looks beyond compare his face was rosy and blush without a trace of stubble or gristle he was suave and clean a beef lovers dream hard and lean a macho machine gleaming dreaming scheming of a way to seduce Phyllis Filet roast beef (rare) met Phyllis filet on a gray day the were standing in line at the slaughterhouse gate small talking awaiting their fate as the inched their way closer to endeavor the cleaver they felt so much lust they were encrusted in fever burning to escape the date of their fate they devised a plan a slaughterhouse scam they executed the plan with lightning force Phyllis wiggled over and started flirting with a horse she glowed her words flowed as she took him for a ride roast beef (rare) felt a swelling of pride he knew when Phyllis caressed the horses tail that there'd be no way that their plan could ever fail that they'd soon be romping in greener pastures both of them getting just what they were after they flung on a fling high low every which way but loose Phyllis the poor dear conceived a papoose a bouncing baby beef to be or not to be that was her dilemma after she found out that roast beef (rare) was infested with salmonella

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