Flirt...Then..Or..Not...Or Run Run Far Away..
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It is that I am
a Flirt, terrible
i am in you
thus...
always the
wallowing walrus
I am always
yours, my lord
oohs, myy.
It is..och...wok..o.k.?
It is you that makes
even the frogs legs...
tremble, ..so croaky..
Then come, 'dear'..
don't run away....
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