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Toitel Named Moitel
Thinking of my new girl
Only One hundred and Eighty-seven
I love her so
Thinking of experience
Each head of lettuce
Lusting apples too
Never seen together
Around the neighborhood
Many people talk
Each evil thought of Moitel
Disrespecting true love
My Moitel
Only you I've ever loved
Touching your hard house
Each day on your back
Losing you I would surely die
© William Stephen Foos
Only One hundred and Eighty-seven
I love her so
Thinking of experience
Each head of lettuce
Lusting apples too
Never seen together
Around the neighborhood
Many people talk
Each evil thought of Moitel
Disrespecting true love
My Moitel
Only you I've ever loved
Touching your hard house
Each day on your back
Losing you I would surely die
© William Stephen Foos
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