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Barechested

barechested and flawed…   The image says it all, the oh, oh the oh, and so so.. she’s flawed to the wall a flea to some, and yet, for all barechested and so.. flawed…

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Ms. Duck Lips

Sage is the color Brown that she is… Still I would have a lover No matter the wiz… She is lust and she is envy But tonight, simply Miss… #DuckLips

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Mrs. empath

Friend: All i want from you son, is to be satisfied… spread out before me, the glory land Friend; Oh hon, just be a simple man tonight taking my hand, she says you can… frined: please, just do this for … Continue reading

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An obvious pun…

Will he or not, is the question one must surely rot on, if they are a tot but to really understand, you must state… Why so late Now guitar, play, as I explain a pun for an age, where women … Continue reading

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Fuck You Gaga

And i will fuck you, Mrs. Amy Adams…

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I want to go shopping

I want to go shopping With the best in the bus! With the golden hair sombrero And those fabulous duck lips I want to see Macy’s And diamonds for the stars With Nike’s and Pumas for Gaga And one for … Continue reading

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Lady Gaga’s Perspective

Or lack of? As if she could imagine a world outside hers, not quite autistic, or is she cove to make wont a desire, that was never hers… A technology to steal, a schizo to feel and yet she insists, … Continue reading

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