As they say, you came for Allah, and settled for Vishnu, the youthful and righteous love the Buddha, how many settled for love? Much too few, anyways, a long time ago, we climbed a mountain, how many were there to see that view, did your father give you a glimpse of that glory, he was actually quite sorry, very greedy for food, anyways, he saw me coming, knew what I did to you, and I'd do it again, for sweet love and pussy, oh little Blueberry Fairy, you hardly knew me, I wish the best for your daughters, may they burst with fertility, may the spring last forever, may I taste what you’ve given me, forever I would fall, do it at every opportunity, sweet Jessica, I’m sure you’ll grow up to be very pretty, anyways, I love watching tulips open up, that’s mean spirited, what happened to love? The poet is naked, his hair is wet, from all this love, but I’m not sure if he's had enough, give me everything, always, he calls out, maybe smoke some more drugs, maybe in the evening, I’ll have a few puffs, for now, these words fill me, but I haven’t had enough, give me the world, give me your soul, fill my cup, I'll say when, it comes too easy, some sweet words and a little love, and these little girls just start following me, asking can I have a cup, and if your father would let me, I would fill all of you up, but he could be bored of the answer, he knows what you love, why see it in action when you already have her soul, what would this little demon do, he would give you the world.

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