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Twinkle Twinkle little star. You're my man, ohe yes you are. Soon you'll want to marry me. Or I'll hang you from the highest tree! Twinkle, Twinkle sweetie pie, Because your end, is coming nigh.
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Twinkle Twinkle little star. You're my man, ohe yes you are. Soon you'll want to marry me. Or I'll hang you from the highest tree! Twinkle, Twinkle sweetie pie, Because your end, is coming nigh.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro