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Love Song for DagmarShes a glutton, shes no kitten; she can stuff her face for Britain See her sitting in her Citroen, you can spot her from afar. She is buxom, she is brazen, see her bottom, its amazing, She is straining at the straplets of her cantilevered bra. Shes an airship, shes a trawler, still I worship and adore her Shes a randy landslide riding in her flash French car. As a goddess, shes the oddest, and shes vulgar and immodest Shes the empress of breast, she is my sweet Dagmar.Love Song for Dagmar
Shes no figment, shes no fragment, shes a fat fri
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