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I want to write you a poem
That stands the test of all time
A couplet, a quatrain, a ballad, a note
With meter and rythym and rhyme
I want it to speak of your virtue
Sing praise to your stature and poise
I want it to capture your beauty
The soul that's alive in your voice
I want it to tell of your wisdom
How the courage within your heart soars
But all I can think of is how I be lovin'
Them big, big, big titties of yours
Påtal om ingenting så gjorde Jocke denna dagen till en kanondag! Snart så spinner Renaulten som en kissekatt ^^ Och vad kan det bli då, Box eller chip (A)
That stands the test of all time
A couplet, a quatrain, a ballad, a note
With meter and rythym and rhyme
I want it to speak of your virtue
Sing praise to your stature and poise
I want it to capture your beauty
The soul that's alive in your voice
I want it to tell of your wisdom
How the courage within your heart soars
But all I can think of is how I be lovin'
Them big, big, big titties of yours
Påtal om ingenting så gjorde Jocke denna dagen till en kanondag! Snart så spinner Renaulten som en kissekatt ^^ Och vad kan det bli då, Box eller chip (A)
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