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Ooh, the sweetness that is hidden Under the pocket that holds the pen protectors And the baggy jeans of the shambling man. The unsociable quiet one, Who unexpectedly turns out to be A ***** tom, a happy bedfellow, Cerebral and awkward, Lovely sensuality, Hidden treasure, A complete surprise. When I see him, I want to rub against him and purr and tease. Want him to scoop me up as if I were a fluffy white angora cat, And pet me. Biscuit boy Makes me want to Melt all over him like butter
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Apr 13, 2013
Apr 13, 2013 at 11:20 AM UTC
Biscuit Boy
Ooh, the sweetness that is hidden Under the pocket that holds the pen protectors And the baggy jeans of the shambling man. The unsociable quiet one, Who unexpectedly turns out to be A ***** tom, a happy bedfellow, Cerebral and awkward, Lovely sensuality, Hidden treasure, A complete surprise. When I see him, I want to rub against him and purr and tease. Want him to scoop me up as if I were a fluffy white angora cat, And pet me. Biscuit boy Makes me want to Melt all over him like butter
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Apr 13, 2013
Apr 13, 2013 at 11:20 AM UTC
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