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