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Saturday, January 08, 2005

stationary blues

Am I not just for writting?

Or are you just using me?

I like the way you hold my body

Click on my head and smile at me

Use me to your own pleasure

And please feel no pressure

I'll try to be smooth for you

Cause my ball is round and easy to use

Pick me up, my ink is full

Hold me tight and be my fuel


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