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What I really want to know, Is while her frock flies to and fro, Have you really seen her knees? Her toes are an absolute pleasure, her ankles are fun to measure, Despite all this fun at leisure, I'm a stranger to those knees. She'd rather charm and please, Tantalize, tickle and tease, Than show those blasted knees! And when I tell her so- She'll display her elbow and say "They're just the same, with a different name". Some day in her eyes, lemon I’ll squirt, then quickly tear the hem of her skirt And take a good look at those knees.
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Jun 16, 2014
Jun 16, 2014 at 6:30 AM UTC
Have you seen Becky's knees?
What I really want to know, Is while her frock flies to and fro, Have you really seen her knees? Her toes are an absolute pleasure, her ankles are fun to measure, Despite all this fun at leisure, I'm a stranger to those knees. She'd rather charm and please, Tantalize, tickle and tease, Than show those blasted knees! And when I tell her so- She'll display her elbow and say "They're just the same, with a different name". Some day in her eyes, lemon I’ll squirt, then quickly tear the hem of her skirt And take a good look at those knees.
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Jun 16, 2014
Jun 16, 2014 at 6:30 AM UTC
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