why do I love ye let me count the ways
your dark flowing hair
your morphine like gaze
the way that you glide
from one room to the next
the size of the burden that lay on your....mind
your smile at children as they pass you by
the way that your always respectful and kind
your young and vainglorious juicy.... personalty
the way that you cling oh so well to reality
and always tell me you cannot stay mad at me
and oh how you let me explore your anat....anatidaephobia
she interrupts
and never call you on being a complete pervert
ya that
Dec 22, 2010
Dec 22, 2010 at 3:54 AM UTC
why do I love ye let me count the ways
your dark flowing hair
your morphine like gaze
the way that you glide
from one room to the next
the size of the burden that lay on your....mind
your smile at children as they pass you by
the way that your always respectful and kind
your young and vainglorious juicy.... personalty
the way that you cling oh so well to reality
and always tell me you cannot stay mad at me
and oh how you let me explore your anat....anatidaephobia
she interrupts
and never call you on being a complete pervert
ya that
good girl that one, to bad I'm an ***
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