i am a pentameter
shall i compare thee to a round bosom of a child bearing womanshould i penetrate thee with my rusty nail
and pray thee do not contracteth tetnis
i solemnly swear to rip out every pubic hair
what is this ribaldry?
couldeth lord stamos carry thy tremendous burden of Full house?
i'll make love to you, like you want me to, and i'll hold you tight, baby all through the night, i'll make love to you like you want me to, and i will not let go til you tell me to.
Sucketh my cocketh.
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