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Jun 2021
your hips in my hand,
I'd swing you to no end
I'll hold you, darling
...please hold me too.

Then, maybe.
I'll be yours,
and you'll be mine
once again.
This is too romantic or some sorts-
God, too much Cruella, and I still haven't watched it yet.
Well, this ***** ad it doesn't rhymeeeeee
Brumous
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Brumous  16/King's guillotine
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