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I give thanks when I can

is my hope in Japan

does the kingdom know my truth

does the work understand?

i can't reason with a man 

because he just does not stand

the way I look when I am alone,

when I am naked

i I am flaccid you are Jacob

don't believe don't consent

to to the hope in the vent

i want she Bob to tell me no

why does Rob?

do I talk when I read?

do I break when I seed

can we work on the reason

will I hope for the season

i don't know what I want

is Rob trying to flaunt

his kingship or the flagship

product and pre capsid 

cuspid Cupid collar or a short necked halter

halter top with a strap to choke my neck

a little for my sex choke my neck

just a little choke my neck

it feels good to make love

when I suffer, when I love

do you want me to tell you what makes me happy?

i don't know why anyone tries to do that

i just want you to listen to me

i am not able to keep things real

i just have things to say

i cannot make my campaign trail on the day

the data scrum log perception

for the hope of direction

flaccid flail and a jeep

for the nut in the creep