i once moved into a new flat and found a love letter under the mattress.it was mostly dross but ended with a poem which i can still remember to this day:
Your eyes the colour of honey,
Your skin as smooth as silk,
When I get you in my bed,
I'm going to take you to the hilt.
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Wed 2 Jun 2010, 12:16,
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Your eyes the colour of honey,
Your skin as smooth as silk,
When I get you in my bed,
I'm going to take you to the hilt.
Romance will never die!
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Whato_Jeeves Did your surgery require a vaginal mesh patch?,
Wed 2 Jun 2010, 12:18,
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A girl at uni received a poem for Valentine's*"Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I'm looking forward
To sticking it up you."
*NOT from me
(Violets are blue,
I'm looking forward
To sticking it up you."
*NOT from me
Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob,
Wed 2 Jun 2010, 12:20,
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