That handsome boy in train,
all the love in his eyes I see,
his hands are but down in motion,
for his groin is infested with flea.
That handsome boy in train,
all the love in his eyes I see,
his hands are but down in motion,
for his groin is infested with flea.
Love, I can see you are in so much pain,
But wonder if you have any shame,
My heart bleeds when I see you scratching with your deepest emotion,
Why not get itch guard or some lotion?
Don’t notice me my love,
I cant shake hands with you,
Though your looks are a worth a million bucks,
I can’t love the bug on you.
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