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