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my birthday was great,

my mom made a cake

my bottle was drank

and i made no mistakes

we went to the beach

we had a bon fire

the cops showed up

to make us retire

i was thinking of boobear

wanting her here,

my birthday wish fading

with an occasional tear

and while i was wanting and thining of you

you were drinking your face off and sticking like glue

to some douche bag you wanted,

your pussy wet, throbbing,

you wanted his cock to make you start bobing

you wanted to fukc him,

you wanted to cum

cause whenever you fuck me you just want to run

you want me to pretend that i dont have urges

and whenever i get them shes disgusted, then purges

you wanted to feel him, licking your clit

you wanteed a real man instead of this prick.

happy birthday to me