Secunda Poems - Poems about Secunda

...on the Irish side of my family my grandfather who never i was to meet was a but cher of meats so in many and in countless numbers there were chickens that went under his bla......

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...she petitely sits in my kitchen now is my chance to fulfill her hips to begin with an antipasto then secunda as i maniacally in my mad man laugh make her prima all the whil......

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