My darling Mike every night when we went to bed you held me so tight you poked me in the back instead messed up my night gown that I just put on, Mike are you alive? Your spirit just said no i’m not that’s a mushroom your looking at, now go find someone else, to share my bed.
My darling Mike every night when we went to bed you held me so tight, you poked me in the back instead, messed up my hair and my nightgown , that i just put on, i’m sorry i didn’t get a chance to apologize to you now your dead, i said to myself on the way here to see you, now i see the same sexual problem you had ! Mike are you alive? Your spirit just said no i’m not i’m dead, now go find another man with a smaller mushroom you used to call it and have fun sharing my bed.
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