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The Drip of Pestilence in my Ding-Hole 8-9-C-Me

Gwuts on gwanilliagax

Ready hot gwip

 

Trill on the vibrant note gabeeboh

What a thril it is to be in nice gazeebo

What a punk that doused on the free zobe

What punctillious panagax that frigged all the wets out

And when the trip to the sausage make didnt pull down alaz

Alaz, I am the wet tug.

Alaz, the sprig of wheat ***** taint.

 

Didn't you say you loved me?

Well, the bruts on the wagon sauce now

Didn't me have a big one, tug one, sauce one?

Well elemayo gwit gwits gwit gwits gwit gwit.....gwit

 

Embryo collecting on the branch of a saggy

My baggy be ripped, dripped all the can out

Me step on a puddle, the wet one, the biggy

My pets on the leg, rub, all on it sticky, how ******

He chugs out a wet belch and creams on the gricky

How quaint is his fat bristle comb, of his **** I am assured

This great honkulous tank sub that brits on my dimbo,in limbo my ship

It greats on the grates treat me to a sub snack ship ***** ***** factory get e

Tag me on your webpage, then **** me silly

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