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He is My Hero
En elderly lady is in the police station
For the identification.
The one on the left is a deft.He wrung my hands
And gave commands
To the one on the right.
I couldn’t fight.
He kept my legs apart meaning…
Something dirty to start.
But…that one in the middle…
Sorry for my giggle …
Was like a beautiful fiddle.
He was the finest fellow.
...Monday 12th December 2011 9:11 pm
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