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For the next hour......i will
write you a poem.
starting with
Ramos
Ramos your hot
Ramos your sexy
Your raps are like butter
and you skin is so milky
You make me all warm
and comfy inside
Sometimes i just go in
the closet and hide.
From you its not right
to keep holding back
I just need to tell you yo
Boy Alley wants your crack.
Next.
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