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she's a ***** with a stinging bite the unction she pours down is searing of tongue in a few weeks she'll call in these precincts her vengeful temperature shall assail us we'll not be spared of her ruthless heat as she torments us with her meaty bleat
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Aug 28, 2014
Aug 28, 2014 at 7:58 PM UTC
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she's a ***** with a stinging bite the unction she pours down is searing of tongue in a few weeks she'll call in these precincts her vengeful temperature shall assail us we'll not be spared of her ruthless heat as she torments us with her meaty bleat
ElizabethSquires
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Aug 28, 2014
Aug 28, 2014 at 7:58 PM UTC
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