Fatigue is a gift of nature
Chiça!
With my little clogs
With my
With my little clogs
For those who don't makes a fortune
Kills his feathers and makes dimples
The worker slides along the sidewalk
The dressmaker
The tailor
Stuck in a pair of pliers
After the party, girl
A lot of people get upset
What about the fanboy? The rust?
And the scoundrel?
Put them in the mold
Burn them in the furnace

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