Treasure Island

george albot

Chipy Open

how good do you look
And all you’ve done is
Killed I mean died you hair
It looks fantastic,
Could you imagine how good
The rest of you could look with
A bit of effort, for instant if you could
Get hold of that cream, it’s not roc
I think it’s, called Alberto salty extract,
And it is very reasonably price
Quit difficult to squeeze out of the tube
But a little goes a long way,
So you could just use that on your face
And then perhaps chip fat oil on the rest
Of your body, the reason I say that, is you can
Bye the oil in 25 litre drums it will work out cheaper
Because I know how
Appal Lynn expensive some things can be;
And then all we would have to do is your
Nails, feet nose makeup grammar clothes
Oh yes, mustn’t forget, did you get the scarf done
Be a shame to levee! ! ! That out
See hardly any work at all
And you’d feel like a brand new woman
With skin like me, soft as a babies bum
We know what comes next! ! ! Full of,,,,
Although joking aside I must be one
The most intellectual people you know;
And I would one day be interested on how
If possible you could, or want to improve me
Because I can’t be as good as you make out
In your eyes and others I’m like a demigod! ! ! ;
Anyway hope you don’t get reading this tonight
You know how excited you can be, com when you get going
Well saying that you can’t keep IT up for long.
Better go now
You need your beauty sleep,
I could stay up and keep going all night
IT wood’ be hard but worth IT
Right my finger has done enough now
So night night babe
See or hear you soon
My FA duck; ;
I still do you, I do; I wheelie do
TIME that was once lonely
IT is now filled with the pleasure
You are beautiful

Submitted: Thursday, April 03, 2014
Edited: Friday, April 04, 2014

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