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Gardening in Jenny
She answered the phone with, “Hello.”
“Is this my young Jenny the whore?”
“Why, yes this is me
Would you like to come see?
Like you, I can take on some more.”
“I’m coming to see you right now.
Gonna break your soft ground with my plow.”
I’ll drop in my seeds
And play in your weeds
Then get myself back on the prowl.
“Is this my young Jenny the whore?”
“Why, yes this is me
Would you like to come see?
Like you, I can take on some more.”
“I’m coming to see you right now.
Gonna break your soft ground with my plow.”
I’ll drop in my seeds
And play in your weeds
Then get myself back on the prowl.
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