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Jun 2014
My little skin tag
Blown up like a bag
He itches and *******
And makes me so mad
I lather him with cream
And it makes me wanna scream
But instead I just sit
Wishing I could ****
Oh, how my bowel dare flare.
Written by
airka1882  LA
(LA)   
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   Manda Clement
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