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And so I sd
Searches are for pansies
I sd

And so therefore,
The wherefore
Which is really why(fore)
Of my four pets
Are so cuddly soft
And yet so hard in the cold
And I suckle them so often for
Such sickly sweet milk
And I hate small children
With the biting, latching, fighting
Tusks of inadequate lust
Must we rust with pus
As I brusk off another battle-wounded
Hearty tale for the fellows
Bellowing tremelo for
Ever the slightest push
In captain's quarters, nickels
Dime it all to Hell
Too warm for cogitation
Fornication, Sex Relations
My relations aren't all that hot
And so anyway
I was saying
Weighing, praying
Another day will come
No cum, I'm not a faggot
I'm a real man
And every man should have a parasol
That's two greek gods, you know?
Knowledge, yeah, that's the thing.
Don't you even know how to listen?

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