Tag: love
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Miles Away from Baby
I can still feel her fur, The silky velvet rising with her breath, Lying over those little ribs, With a snaggle and a lick, And a snout to the right. Those miss you eyes reflect mine, The longer I’m gone the less she will want me, Longing to hold my baby, Selfish daddy.
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72 Hours of Paris
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Lost Post: My First Burmese Wedding
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Some Things in Life are More Important Than A Toothbrush
© PinkyBinks
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My First Sicilian Wedding
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Spin: The Things We Do For Love
Hey little fella, I’ll buy a pest repeller, Hide under an umbrella, And fly with a propeller, Break both of my patella, Bend spoons with Uri Geller, Go see a fortune teller, Drink fifty cans of Stella, Eat balls of Mozzarella, Suck toes of David Mellor, Be ill with salmonella, Turn orange Donatella, We sing…
PinkyBinks 
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