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O meu poema burilado
É como um pum molhado
Ele não fede nem cheira
Gosto de Manuel Bandeira
Thursday, November 15, 2007
2 Comments:
Anonymous said...
humor ironico
fedor bionico
peido molhado
cueca lambusada
7:21 AM
Samantha Abreu
said...
muito bom!
adorei
10:10 AM
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2 Comments:
humor ironico
fedor bionico
peido molhado
cueca lambusada
muito bom!
adorei
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