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Some Valentine's day stanzas I penned for Mrs. Sharma...
Dear Mrs. Sharma:
roses are red
violets are blue
i've got fifty cents
and i want to fuk you
roses are straight
violets are twisted
bend over love
you're about to get fisted
roses are awful
violets are the pits
now lift up your shirt
and show me your tits
roses are crap
violets are wanky
ooooh i've just cum
now pass me a hanky
Mrs. Sharma responds after an hour of lovin':
Roses are red
and so is my ass
now hold on your nose
I'm about to pass gas
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