Bunny Come and Sleep
I'm tired
I've been trying too hard
My body is at its limits
And all for
All for a pat on my head
Tell me i'll be fine
Heartfelt Porno
Its 1970's love story
With a quick hand and we come
As we held hands, they held each other's hatchers
And slang for the birther
Of course the good ole juggles, they've had their fun
Not forgotten, the rupturer
The scene from clogged drain
Grabbed, tanged, sucked, back draw, front swoop, clash, and repeat
I should never have sex
Rabbit Girl
She waved her hand goodbye
The roads seemed so long
The lights flashed her into different worlds
The music left her sleeping
She dreamt of a happier place
She left her family behind
Her friends
Her job
But it was her job that made her leave
She loved her job
But he loved her more
Was she really waving goodbye?
Didn't anyone see her dried tears?
She wasn't glad to leave
IthinkGabrielaIsCute
Bananas danced around her
All applauded for her great achievements
She was a God
But no one truly noticed
She was
She was
A pervert
No one knew
They thought of her as a perfect being, no flaws
But during the night
The search engines blew up
Till sunset
But for now
This secret is kept hidden
(i should stop writing. )[[[[i should just stop]
For I am the PERVERT!
-Satan
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