you say you like it rough, you know I like my bones tough
even if you are a whimp I still like the nookie you give
your built like a tube but your tire dont need air,
you rock the hardest roads and I love you for your nookie
if you burn rubber I'll add some lub
give me your nookie you dont need a pump cause me and you both know you shure can hump!!!
~~~ NOOKIE ~~~~
Reason for writing:
nookie
Birth sign: Cancer
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