So I have my ducks in a row
ready for plucking
and ready for shooting
reminds me of the time
I slept with your sister
thru the window I crept
and down pass the attic
in to your parents rooms
where I made for the crib
"16 years to late" said her father
who ponited down the hall
so lurking in the shadows I went
making my way to the treasure trove
in between the sheets and straight to her head
all what a glorious day that was
when we first concieved you |
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