Grim reporter arived in a dinner jacket. With buttons inlaid with agate. He said with some glee. They call me OP. But you can call me a faggot.
Grim reporter arived in a dinner jacket.
With buttons inlaid with agate.
He said with some glee.
They call me OP.
But you can call me a faggot.
White Walter he laughed and he jeered. But mockery gave way to fear. For when he did say, reporter was gay, A stiffness pressed into his rear.
White Walter he laughed and he jeered.
But mockery gave way to fear.
For when he did say,
reporter was gay,
A stiffness pressed into his rear.
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