well! i got a dirty room and a dirty house let me first do some social work and... then get tight up tidy then u princess and step on inside with your dirty 60Gs shoes made of platinum i will cook u a meal of gold with my heart bloody diamond i will sing you a song with my voice of golden made from immitation gold from Guyana, i will !!! i will my dear princess papmer you with the soup of my copper blood which runs deep ॥ not deeper than life without its life। i wll cook u fish that have no soul in the seales desert i will feed you coconuts full of nuts। but! behold!! there is nothing beter than eating a fried heart of the one you loved and cherished, i see i see the dark cloud and say LO! behold in the plate with italian sauce, french vegetable, japanese herbs cooked on german utensils...i serv you my heart fried deep golden। Golden till dark loveles but! eat eat and drink till u be hungry again... hunger my friend is not what the marxist desire. the marxist is not what the capitalist menu.
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