Took a stroll
Down to the tailbone
To see if the drake
Was still at home
I found him slumbering
Try as I might
I couldn't raise him
But, oh Lord
His treasure hoard
Was growing exponentially
So I bowed reverentially
He'll surely show favor
To this retainer
If I don't forever
Give in to temptation
Show some faith
In imagination
Never try to force
The situation
Read the internal
Book of revelations
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Author:
Mutley Ravishes (
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I swear, I wasn't supposed to laugh in concluding, was I? Dear me! Now I is deemed sacrilegious. Oh well, you made it too much fun.
Thanks. Laughing is good! It`s only a bunch of words I wrote.
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