Look at my hands

Gigantic and strong

With fingers so long

This is their song

My love's a you My gloves are huge.

The finest leather lined with the softest

and paris are fat eyes.

My big lay hands make terrorist shape, my big lay hands make pussies cranky.

My big lay hands will take the wheel and drive the train to make America great again I put the mind I put the mind in

The publisher is clear and cold

Laced with gold, they don't look old.

Driving you knifeer, crushing you typeer,

Tweet like, like and my pith is so practice.

My big lead hands make terrorists shake, my big lead hands make pusses quake.

My big lead hands will take the wheel and drive the train

To make America great again My big head My big lead hands make terrorist shape, my big leans make pussy's praise.

My big let hands will take the wheel and drop the train.

She'll make America great again.

These hands are not the hands. an ordinary maid, my big head

These hands are not the head, my big redress My name On the ordinary name My favorite

These hands

These hands

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