HottieOlwen
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- Mar 15, 2021
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It's now January twenty twenty fourI'm standing by the window
With my hands upon my head
The blind is now wide open
And my bottom's rather red;
I am not really conscious
Of those who want to find
Exactly what I'm punished for
And what goes through my mind
Méli
And in Wales, the weather's a bore
So Mélimelissa my dear
I hope you won't think it queer
If I write you a poem once more?
This year has barely begun
But it's never too early for fun
Your bum I want to spank,
And there's no need to thank
Because you're my New Year's number one.