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She Walks in Woolies Every Night

She walks in Woolies ev’ry night Past Heinz bakend beans and tinned steaks pies And all that’s good to chew and bite Finds its way into her stockinged thighs Where strong elastic holds them tight Safe from gravity and prying … Continue reading

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