Filthy McNasty
...the faint aroma of performing seals
March 21, 2005
I resolve to call her up
A thousand times a day
And ask her if she'll marry me
Some old-fashioned way
But my silent fears will grip me
Long before I reach the phone
Long before my tongue has tripped me
Must I always be alone?
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posted by Noronha @ 10:11 PM
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