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Long Weekend

You are beutiful
Any guy woud be lucky to have you
You can ask me to do anything
And fuck I'd be glad to

Ill do what i can
As long as i'm on the scene
I am true aint no scam
We are on the dawn
Of the fucking bling

You have the bluest eyes
I have ever seen
You'll never recieve
Clueless lies
Your cabooses size
I love it. Now.  Please
Loose the other guys
We can keep it quiet

Or

We can
Place a truce, now why

Not

Act like like it

Never happened



You get me high. What.

Derricks house
The barracks mouse
So share it south

Labor job
Ok you snob
Display my nob

On the tip of your lips
I want to feel the hop of your hips



By:  Mike Stewart all rights reserved
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