Gulping sips go straight to head
Fumble mumble trip and spill
Fondle, cradle, go in for kill
Hallmark's heyday
Ain't that sweet?
Loveless. Lifeless
We, like meat.
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| Tipsy topsy roses read Gulping sips go straight to head Fumble mumble trip and spill Fondle, cradle, go in for kill Hallmark's heyday Ain't that sweet? Loveless. Lifeless We, like meat. |
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