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Click hereI found your ass,
On Blueberry hill.
On Blueberry hill,
It tasted sweet.
Gave me a thrill,
On Blueberry hill.
Your loving ass,
On Blueberry hill.
Bridge.
It tasted so good and, made my heart stand still.
And as you bent over, and spread your cheeks,
I saw your sweet asshole, and started to eat.
I had your ass,
On Blueberry hill.
I ate and fucked,
Oh what a thrill.
Bridge.
Your ass was so yummy,
And such a tight fuck.
It made my cock feel just,
Like it's getting sucked.
So here we are now,
On Blueberry hill.
My cock's in your ass,
My seed is spilled.
repeat last verse.
I must admit that I like your nursery rhymes better than your song parodies. The first ones seemed fresher and more original. Perhaps it is too much all at one time?