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Thursday, March 25, 2004

Poetic SPAM

when i take my head and spin it all it takes my panties to the wall take me now like a lion in the jungle with lots of passion in your hands stike it baby strike it its the way of the strong to get in the center of the weak and explode read my mind like a adult with a toy look into my eyes with fire burning tall hard and pounding in the air of the night to bring more of the same in the next to come

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