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i wouldnt call them boy friends

 it was just lads i saw
and wanted a bit of them
so i lured them back home
took what i needed
6 in all

now i have the perfect boy friend
made up of all the others
burned what i didnt need
and i know he will never leave me
never ever

he does smell a little
but thats a small sacrifice
dont you think
Written by bluebell
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