“She’s unrootable, mate,” my mate sighed.
“I gave up, although God knows I tried.
Hell, I got in the tip,
But her cunt’s got a grip
Like a vice! It hurt so much, I cried!”
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“She’s unrootable, mate,” my mate sighed.
“I gave up, although God knows I tried.
Hell, I got in the tip,
But her cunt’s got a grip
Like a vice! It hurt so much, I cried!”