Peanut butter sheets; she’s trying to jam
Me up, sometimes when we’re making love –
_But hey,_ we had a good laugh –
Our feelings;
Were never really bred so well from the start –
_But hey,_ these days she loves a slice of my love.
Every time I spread her open, whenever she butters me up –
_But hey,_ she’s my favourite flower, and my __Buttercup.__
Oct 29, 2024
Oct 29, 2024 at 12:54 PM UTC
Peanut butter sheets; she’s trying to jam
Me up, sometimes when we’re making love –
_But hey,_ we had a good laugh –
Our feelings;
Were never really bred so well from the start –
_But hey,_ these days she loves a slice of my love.
Every time I spread her open, whenever she butters me up –
_But hey,_ she’s my favourite flower, and my __Buttercup.__
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