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I stand once more to lower this ***** Cut um off like a mower an rip with a tight grip the pull string from the motor an **** Leave her like a ten dollar blower, just lips/ down her throat like my knife but that's a lot slower and slits/ your all for show, just about the glam and glitz you claim a life style that you wouldn't dare live/ you live in the Ritz, you couldn't even sit on the strip a piece on the hip, lit like a candle so you forcefully stip gave up all your money, payment for a feigns next hit/ Pooh Bear with the honey, honey your what happens if Eyore and Piglet had a kid.
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Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 12:26 AM UTC
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I stand once more to lower this ***** Cut um off like a mower an rip with a tight grip the pull string from the motor an **** Leave her like a ten dollar blower, just lips/ down her throat like my knife but that's a lot slower and slits/ your all for show, just about the glam and glitz you claim a life style that you wouldn't dare live/ you live in the Ritz, you couldn't even sit on the strip a piece on the hip, lit like a candle so you forcefully stip gave up all your money, payment for a feigns next hit/ Pooh Bear with the honey, honey your what happens if Eyore and Piglet had a kid.
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Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 12:26 AM UTC
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