Quote:
Originally posted by dwuw
Let me count to 4, 5, 6:
My life is a mix
But not bricks
Or sticks
Could make a fix
Stop all your tricks
Buy me some chips
Let's watch Eclipse
while I touch your hips
Get closer to my lips
It's all so chill

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And I won't cry, yet tears fall like 7 8 9:
You might've ate my nein
But I still got my prize
Your virginal tongue
Slipped down this shaft of mine
So please don't be afraid
Of my longing embrace
Cause I will make this right
When you crawl into my bite
