Gross! < 3

by Tina Carr AKA Snickers   Jul 16, 2006


You satisfy
My needs the most
I love you
Isn't it gross?

You are
My number one pick
I love you
Isn't it sick?

Seeing you
Is a must
I love you
Aren't you filled with disgust?

As sickening
As it may be
I love you
Do you love me?

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