will you be my pairtree, and my orchard of apples.. be my latern of love. there once was a man who necked with himself, and he always dreamed of persenting his pelvic thrust, in front of a crowd. which he has now done, sevel times how Fortunate for you, he would pretend to be an airplain, and then he would neck with himself agian and sometimes very rare Accession he would sqeeze his own Butt ox, awsome, shake head, clap your hand and stomp your feet, went on down to the coutry store, come home late cause he meat a whore, i gave her money cause she was cool, it was a man in a dress, whos the fool
