alors assart

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And because I cannot dance
with my parachute
I dived all over her.
Billy g's not my lover
she's just a girl
like I used to.
In fact the cry is boy-up,
cleaning the o-hole,
when I was her fag.
Oi I waited for the language
she did not have it down
or any pudding.
When you arrived jump boy
where are your shining lovely end