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what a drag..


The first time I seen her naked sitting on a log

hair on her pussy like brissles on a hog.

Second time I seen her sitting naked on a hill

waiving her tits to my good buddy Bill. Clinton that is.

Third time I seen her sitting naked on the grass

sucking the freckles of some  guys ass. Also Bill

The last time I seen her naked was the last time I seen her ever since

Beating some guy thrue a barbed wire fence. Looked like Bill.

Tie my pecker to a tree to a tree drag my balls thrue the sand..

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Gregory A Noland.

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