Wanked Poems - Poems about Wanked

...The piano tuner there used to be a greengrocer on the ground floor except for potatoes, there was not much call for  another vegetable, the shop closed a piano tuner rented the space and partly......

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...she looked into the cupboard and handed me this " look Bouis, I have sumthang for you, it was your great, great, great, Grand cousins recipe for his magic porkchops."Ya'll be like poo dinna: futc......

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