The pleasure chest,
Seeing his hairy chest;
And, to spend the night at the lovely castle of peace.
A week-end picnic!
Extended with family memebers;
With the desire of your lover,
Seeing his hairy chest.
True love!
A rope with three strands is not quickly thorn apart;
And to follow rthe truth of your heart,
Seeing his hairy chest.
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