I've been thinking of surprising my bitch
It's our anniversary after all
Here's the plot

I and my three mates, that's us, sneak into our bedroom
When she's sleeping there alone
We have eight trouts of course
Those slimy and smelly motherfuckers
One for each hand

And then
We'll start whacking

She's gotta love it

Black helvet and that little boy's smile
Is too much for a little girl's mind

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