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I guess you could say that I owe my first gratifying ****** encounter to Donald Trump. The votes are being tallied I climb on top of you The analysts are shaking their heads I place your hands on my hip bones They’re calling for a recount I let you live inside of me The are calling it a night We **** all night Are we on the brink of another world war?
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Jul 6, 2017
Jul 6, 2017 at 12:04 PM UTC
Donald Trump
I guess you could say that I owe my first gratifying ****** encounter to Donald Trump. The votes are being tallied I climb on top of you The analysts are shaking their heads I place your hands on my hip bones They’re calling for a recount I let you live inside of me The are calling it a night We **** all night Are we on the brink of another world war?
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Jul 6, 2017
Jul 6, 2017 at 12:04 PM UTC
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