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Food for thought
Just like an addict
I need a fix.
No drugs, no drink
Starving? Not on the brink.
No chocolate biscuit,
No ice floe,
What I need
is a nice dick
On which to blow.
I need a fix.
No drugs, no drink
Starving? Not on the brink.
No chocolate biscuit,
No ice floe,
What I need
is a nice dick
On which to blow.
Published 6th Sep 2020
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6th Sep 2020 1:37pm
6th Sep 2020 2:05pm
Ya. And with this pandemic thing, you risk your life even if you think about approaching a person. One of these days I think I'll risk it anyway....come what may. Kisses, Robert.
