Oh my throbbing glands! My tender, weeping pods!
I watched you suffer a dull, aching pain
Now you decided to show me the same
No sweeping exits or offstage lines
Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind
Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses couldn't drag me away
Hammer it home my sweet lad. Slot it in that sentence nicely tightly.
Posted By: cdmwatch, Aug 26, 12:19:35
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