Flowers are cute, poems are corny. When I think of you, HONEY I GET HORNY!
Violets are blue, those flowers are mine. You be the 6 and I'll be the 9.
Roses are red, Strippers can dance. I'll be a stripper, if I can get in your pants.
Dasies are white, cheeks turn red. Take off your clothes, and give me some head.
LOVE, A FREAKY HORNY JONAS FAN. :]
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