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