Jun 05, 2009 02:57
T, I wrote this for you because you talked trash and turned me on...
Happy un-Valentine in leather or not it's your choice entirely.
You can wear almost anything for me,
lovely lovely girly-woman T.
Just put it on and call me to come over
and we'll enjoy ourselves till the century's over.
signed, Your Special Constable (heee!)
xxx,
totally sorry and i'm apologising,
hey there t,
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Excuse me. I'll be in my bunk for a while. If you need Andy for anything, please leave a message at the beep.
BEEEEEEPPPPPPPPPPPPP!
p.s. I'm crap at poetry. But I'll figure something else out. Later. Doctor, can you manage on your own for a few? Here's the pack.
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I taste and taste you clearly
With heart of truth and lust in mind
Let's fornicate, no, really!!1!
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Hey T, come in.
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But I think we're finally cut loose of the Doctor for a while. Quick, to the frilly bedroom. (We can check out the hunting lodge bedroom later, too.)
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