My piety is always sidelines
By his warily noted elegiac lines
Oh! I love the gen nipple he caresses
To consent a sturdy tide and release
Of lyrics from the flaccid breasts of wisdom
To expose his expressive graviton
So when you ogle him, stretch way
Feliz cumpleaños fayeampah mi amigo
Keep the blazes shinning always at the go.
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