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Jun 29, 2010
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Lovers Tiff
Stephanie, Stephanie, StephanieYour demands will be the death of meI’ve done my best now let me restYou’ve drained my body physicallyYou’ve worn me out I’ve had enoughI can’t keep on performingLets take a break, relax, unwindContinue in the morning Okay, come on, let’s do itWe’ve had our little tiffI’ve had myself a rest, andNow I’m getting rather stiffSo get up to the bedroomWe’ll continue with this caperBut you can do the pasting, andI will hang the paper
— shazbat, Jun 29, 2010
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Lonnie
16 years ago
Ya got me, you Rascal!
shazbat
16 years ago
Lonnie, you didn’t think
shirley harrison
16 years ago
DIY
shazbat
16 years ago
Thanks Shirl, glad you
shirley harrison
16 years ago
Pie and mash!
scribbler
16 years ago
tiff
shazbat
16 years ago
Thats the trouble with
mand
16 years ago
Clever twist. Love Mand xxx
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