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Quoted By: >>10367887 >>10368520
>The wonder of the farm is gone I know for sure
>All the wonder that I want I found in her
>As the trough becomes a part I snort to eat
>And no slop remains
>Every piggy sense fails to find its way
>One more bucket turned around I’m back again
>Finding I’m more full and round when she’s not around
>When she’s not around I feel it coming down
OINK
>All the wonder that I want I found in her
>As the trough becomes a part I snort to eat
>And no slop remains
>Every piggy sense fails to find its way
>One more bucket turned around I’m back again
>Finding I’m more full and round when she’s not around
>When she’s not around I feel it coming down
OINK
