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Sep 2019
Hooray its no pants Sunday
Today is trousers free
From all the days it's one day
i can show past my knee

My upper thighs will bask to
the warm rays of the sun
and i wont have to ask you
if my fly is undone

It will feel satisfying
a breeze between my legs
while to break free my pants are trying
from two clothesline pegs
Written by
Arek  M/Adelaide
(M/Adelaide)   
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