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Brandy *** Pig, Slough Companion you'll make To prize your Aura for his Demands cope Though Breathe you not; Life does succumb your Shape Still ignite his Prayers for some Soft Hope With such Stale Breath his Mind condones still His Method-of-Tribbles well he can bundle Such Pampered Master does rub your fur until The Silver-Saned Eye calls for his Handle And like his Child the Monkey witnessed made Hung by his Closet for his Devotions barred To lift your snout and wiggle his Escapade Realise his Youth just Subscribed too Hard. Perhaps your Counsel, plaster Fines therein Need no Forced Receipts; Or Boosters wherein.
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May 18, 2013
May 18, 2013 at 9:13 PM UTC
SONNET TRIBUTE SUNDRY - TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTEEN - TOM DALEY - ROBBIE RAY
Brandy *** Pig, Slough Companion you'll make To prize your Aura for his Demands cope Though Breathe you not; Life does succumb your Shape Still ignite his Prayers for some Soft Hope With such Stale Breath his Mind condones still His Method-of-Tribbles well he can bundle Such Pampered Master does rub your fur until The Silver-Saned Eye calls for his Handle And like his Child the Monkey witnessed made Hung by his Closet for his Devotions barred To lift your snout and wiggle his Escapade Realise his Youth just Subscribed too Hard. Perhaps your Counsel, plaster Fines therein Need no Forced Receipts; Or Boosters wherein.
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May 18, 2013
May 18, 2013 at 9:13 PM UTC
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