up in the morning time to rise
lye there and don't worry about opening your eyes
you'll give it to me even if you think it's unwise
and then of coarse thank me for the surprise
Torture the data long enough and they will confess to anything.
Quote by eviotis Often quoted and then misread
you're the voice permeating my head
seldom to rise when they truly need
unbeknownst truth lying within my deeds.
: )
Come and play while we still have the day.
Happy in sand, take my hand.
Live about love and believe in something above.
Leave the strife, enjoy your life.
Torture the data long enough and they will confess to anything.
I tried to set you apart
Insisting you were the same animal at heart
You wouldn't let me from the start
A fool am I to think me your tart
You honest old fart
Torture the data long enough and they will confess to anything.
Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you.
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's empty and so is your head.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
In this current socio-economic environment with its inherent financial uncertainties
It really isnt appropriate for me to express any form of emotive connectivity
With you
Yes, you should have a hazard label on you, "warning CG will be your every fantasy"
And that is just a preview from my forthcoming poetic collection on the current fiscal crisis overwhelming Europe where I find interesting rhymes for "Quantative Easing" ... its oh so pleasing; "International Monetary Fund" ... completely moribund; "Austerity and Sarkozy" ... naughty, naughty, over my knee; and the ever popular "Banking Sector Collapse" ... not unlike a game of craps.
So do please ensure you purchase a copy so that my current double dipped recession doesn't spiral downwards into a full blown depression.
Xxx
Yes, you should have a hazard label on you, "warning CG will be your every fantasy"
I peeked in your window.
Yes, I am sneaky.
You knew I was watching
Yet you still acted cheeky.
You stepped to the window
wearing only your smile
And whispered "Do come in
and stay for awhile."
My girlfriend took me on the floor,
And then again upon the bed,
By now my cock was feeling sore,
And my bell end had gone quite red.
So when she still cried out for more,
Politely, I showed her the door.
'Twas in the midst of passion,
My girlfriend gave a sigh,
And rapidly deflated,
I thought that I would cry,
I didn’t stay downhearted,
I knew just what to do,
Got my puncture repair kit,
Now she’s as good as new.
Your pictures are in frames,
memories on my wall.
To have you here again,
I would give them all.
A picture cannot capture,
the kindness of your face,
Or the radiating glow I'd feel,
whenever we two race.
They cannot calm or talk to me,
the way you used to do,
And Daddy before you go to heaven,
I wanted to say "I love you."
Just 9 minutes more With all fours on the floor
Have a go with mine
Get your fill... all 9
Moans fill the night... this 9 is fine
Beg me baby... for more sublime
Here's 3, now 6, now 9 betwixt
Which one is best? You pick
There's more to cum, expect no rest
All 9 in time, your lolly-lick
Wet, thick, this full 9 prick
Arch low, hip high, good girl, good trick
Watch it grow, dipping slow
Arr she blow, this full 9 show
Just 9 minutes more
Like just before
Butt off the floor
My 9 for you
Full bore
Expect no rest, expect to be sore
Betwixt the minutes
You'll get 9 for 9 minutes more
Drilling and thrilling
9 without stall... that's all.
Kissing, caressing, contorting;
This is our love.
Licking, loving, lusting;
This is our love.
Gripping, grabbing, grinding;
This is our love.
Fingering, feeling, fondling;
This is our love.
Simpering, sucking, salivating;
This is our love.
Mounting, mating, masturbating;
This is our love.
Binding, breathing, bursting;
This is our love.
Panting, penetrating, pouring.
This is our love.