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FUMBLE!
You would make a giant humble.
With your fingers, on me fumble;
In my jungle raise the rumble,
Before into bed we tumble,
Make love even if world crumble.
With your fingers, on me fumble;
In my jungle raise the rumble,
Before into bed we tumble,
Make love even if world crumble.
Published 17th Jan 2018
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