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Do you suffer From mask lung? Or possibly sanitizer hands? You or maybe a loved one Have ruined life time plans Pick up the phone and tell us now We're at your beck and call Millions and billions sought We'll find a way to get it all Do you have Covid complex? A serious disease Let us go to bat for you And put your mind at ease Have you been made lonely By Government decree? If you answer yes too this it's a definite possibility Did you get the Covid Transmitted sexually? It's very probable We'll do, contingency Yes it's here in plenitude The inevitable point and blame We'll find those responsible In this legal money game So put your faith in us Yes call the number shown Were all in this together friend Don't sue them all alone
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Jun 11, 2020
Jun 11, 2020 at 5:33 PM UTC
Nothing smells, like Litigation and/or Overused Tort
I vicariously induce her where deed is factoid and she lie there my tack that raze on her back whether we might cherish this muse and ride track that we expose alike in the twilight that wake chubs astream and in this heat we kiss further that curses are admired as rules are acclaim and we are never dying together and this we sake in Jacob
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Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 2:15 PM UTC
heck lamb
in a flair of oil there she'd kurd lard with cream puff but a suit made up lore while its migration uprooting societal bliss left vagrancy or anarchy there so trump avoid ****** today
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Jan 15, 2018
Jan 15, 2018 at 11:58 AM UTC
attire afire
As Helen mosey through a day that gabbles in May there along the stream she meander to assure that interplay only eat cake with fudge if nectar aside mustn't contort telltale with him astride.
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Mar 2, 2017
Mar 2, 2017 at 2:07 PM UTC
A Trojan Horse