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You came in red, you'll leave all red
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Don't you just love mornings?
Soft all over
No fear of the monster
I need a taste to be convinced
I have my methods, daddy
Claim your big prize
Have you met perfection?