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| and sudden and then once more twice then back again tripping, slipping talendar snipping fix it in your hair do you dare? a smile and a stare and laughter fills the room and what's more, twice more three times, a back door swats your bottom, grab a broom sweep, girl, sweep these silly tears you weep am I not a fetching master? faster faster harder please? on your knees I like you there such a lovely flower in your hair. |