Thanks the Tank
how the turkey I asked
a country of told you so
the moon beautiful for the fill gas oil
akimbo a foot on both asia and oops we gone the fall on both knee
the kid across said thank you for the eggs from fifty hens up state laid for you
moist you ask me the oven and the rest
no no all a fry and two wings I fly the coop of sky a sunset
a long weekend **** a take back my legs and the cat left behind
my ass can not take much longer on earth
know it is difficult to read the write of raised the bar
all clean I left you the right of buy the black friday
all dishes a clean to figure where she going
tip top a tic tac of smoke did you see the moon
I can a can of cancan tell you you the lies in latin
D C or P D she pedals the child the moon tomorrow not to be seen
sincere she tell you stories out of her mind watch your step never cross her
a total massacre never for the massage of spa
she is so crazy we love her hare not a rabbit scurry in her hole
Copyright © Catherine Labeau | Year Posted 2015
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