I brought my girl an apple.
She let me hold her hand.
I brought my girl an orange.
She let me squeeze her tight.
I am going to bring her a watermelon tonight.
I brought my girl an ribbon.
She placed it in her hair.
I brought my girl sequins.
She stuck them here and there.
I brought my girl some rope, she can hang herself.
Mar 17, 2012
Mar 17, 2012 at 6:27 PM UTC
I brought my girl an apple.
She let me hold her hand.
I brought my girl an orange.
She let me squeeze her tight.
I am going to bring her a watermelon tonight.
I brought my girl an ribbon.
She placed it in her hair.
I brought my girl sequins.
She stuck them here and there.
I brought my girl some rope, she can hang herself.
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