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SoninLaw
Worst case scenario,
I end up her son inlaw.
"You poor wretched bastard,
go find your match in your cadre"
She claimed her daughter deserved
a money shade,
but I was only a poor man in disguise,
I'll quench her thirst for a rich son inlaw with an
obscure keg of wealth gushing springs of
riches.
I end up her son inlaw.
"You poor wretched bastard,
go find your match in your cadre"
She claimed her daughter deserved
a money shade,
but I was only a poor man in disguise,
I'll quench her thirst for a rich son inlaw with an
obscure keg of wealth gushing springs of
riches.
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