Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service
Except for the lower class, now what's their purpose?
I inclined the bastard / to fight or i will use my knifes 'n' daggers
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace
No not the heiress just one from an escort service
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