they is hidden in the dark.
like her soft cavern; and the dewy eyes of yore... smack that camel down; one hump or 2?
now lonely on the shore,
I squeeze me pecker,
and give you the gift of my morning dew.
Sir Francis Bacon
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Ah, such beautiful, tender sentiments! Surely a perfect example of the flowering of the soul that has happened as a result of the rise of the highly spiritual Howard govenment. When God speaks directly to the PM during PM's frequent epileptic fits, or while fondling his microscopic member, can Heaven be far away? |
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