dance of th manwhore
Love as large as brontosaurus Passion like a bleeding walrus Our love is real it s no mirage Want to lock you in my garage Climb upon my trusty steed Later you will taste my seed This heart of mine is yours to capture From now until velocirapture I wield my passion like an axe It s warm and gooey just like wax You cannot tame such juicy lust, can you withstand my manly musk Roses are red, violets are blue I must eat yogurt off of you Know that I can never hold back ocean, rocks That might be why I
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