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![]() Ode to brooke
Oh brooke, my sweet little brooke It is ye I long to be with in a nook. Your supple body whence me betook For a ****, you, I never mistook. Nainsook thou shalt not partook For ye are my brooke, my sweet little brooke. Chapbook, chapstick, checkbook, and chinook You, darling, are so different than a wordbook. For you are brooke, my sweet little brooke Passbook the pothook and we will precook. Do you get what im saying my beautiful brooke? You are the girl circled in my yearbook, The girl with whom I wish to kettle and cook, The girl whos beauty should be a stylebook, The girl whos bra I wish to unhook. Oh my brooke, my sweet little brooke. | ||
Last edited by nalkin; 12-30-2011 at 04:42 PM..
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