I have my methods, daddy
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What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
You are an amazing specimen, miss
I need a taste to be convinced
Have you met perfection?
Soft all over
No fear of the monster
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Look at that, how nice it slides
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
Don't you just love mornings?
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