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The prick

There was once a wealthy man who was a prick that loves to play games which are cruel and sick he did that with impunity for many years without thought of fear until the "Me too" movement put him in the nick
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Written by
a-b-faniki
39 / M / Jimeta
Published
Oct 21, 2019
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5·42
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© A B Faniki 10/21/2019 allight reserved. Part of banal tell a limerick. for me too movement. Some people think they can do thinhs with impunity because of their wealth or power, wel let them think again beause the truth has a way of coming out.

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