You walked into the Barclay, like you were desperate for a plop

Your pants strategically pulled between your cheeks
Your Pukka was really hot
You had one hand on your programme, as you watched Kenny run by
And all the girls dreamed that you'd be their equal
You'd be their equal

Posted By: Tier2canary, Mar 12, 07:43:44

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