VhalerieRosse

❤ Vhalerie ❤ 

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 Im Vhalerie nice to meet u, i love when u take the time to know my deppest desires. I love being ur the fantasy of ur mind come one and let me know what things makes wet ur mind and ur pants

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Down in Chinatown (the year of the Cock) He sold the silver belt, put it in hock Fistful of money, mouth full of gold Soon to be free of all armful of holes She was a kung fu girl, kung fu girl Uh eow! He got the address symbolised in Cantonese Then asked a native, "Some assistance, please" She took him to the secret door, he was kissing the floor Don't know much more She was a kung fu girl, kung fu girl Heng lu Cindy Sue Difo difong hacking hu In a flash of recollection of oriental pride She threw him to the side Got the address, gave the door a knock What happened next caused quite a shock She was standing, looking out the door He was kicked to the floor Don't know much more She was a kung fu girl, kung fu girl Uh eow Kung fu Cindy Sue Oh, I wanna get close to you You're my kung fu girl You're my kung fu girl Oh my oriental pearl Kung fu Cindy Sue Oh, I wanna get close to you You're my kung fu girl You're my kung fu girl, 

get down Hell tempts you with good intentions! 

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"Love At The Pier" We fell in love down at the pier You were sunbathing, I was around Soon we were sharing a beer We fell in love at the pier I'm no sentimental slob so don't think I'm queer You got something baby and it ain't just my beer Well, maybe it's the hot pants, maybe the heat Or was it the sneakers you kicked of your feet? I sat under my umbrella to keep my pearly skin You tanned your oily body looking like sin Well, soon I was sweating and I wanted to leave You slipped into the water from too much grease Well, I saw you yelling. I just couldn't hear So I screamed back at you "Honey keep the beer!" We never consummated our outside love affair Too much tar and water, too much hot air Oh, what a tragic end to love that was lost We would have stood a chance if we met in the frost, but We fell in love down at pier You were sunbathing, I was around Now I go to beaches with my girlfriend No more love splinters in my rear end 

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"Fan Mail" 

I set my hand to writing you It drifted off the page I sold my one vision for a piece of the cake I haven't ate in days For unspoken value, aesthetic and charm I'd smile at you sideways But the lighting is wrong, I'm taking a picture and counting the cost While the bells in my ears keep ringing I set my hand to writing you It drifted of the page I nearly fell, I feel like a lowlife in hell And I haven't slept in days and days, days and days Beat on my Fender through my Gemini 2 Play to the posters on the wall of my room Thought I was crazy when I'd think about you And the bells in my ears keep ringing And the bells in my ears keep ringing In my ear bells are ringing

?Good girls ????are bad girls that haven't been caught

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If you think women are the weaker sex, try pulling the blankets back to your side ??? 

Quand je te vois passer, ô ma chère indolente, Au chant des instruments qui se brise au plafond Suspendant ton allure harmonieuse et lente, Et promenant l’ennui de ton regard profond ; Quand je contemple, aux feux du gaz qui le colore, Ton front pâle, embelli par un morbide attrait, Où les torches du soir allument une aurore, Et tes yeux attirants comme ceux d’un portrait, Je me dis : Qu’elle est belle ! et bizarrement fraîche ! Le souvenir massif, royale et lourde tour, La couronne, et son cœur, meurtri comme une pêche, Est mûr, comme son corps, pour le savant amour. Es-tu le fruit d’automne aux saveurs souveraines ? Es-tu vase funèbre attendant quelques pleurs, Parfum qui fait rêver aux oasis lointaines, Oreiller caressant, ou corbeille de fleurs ? Je sais qu’il est des yeux, des plus mélancoliques, Qui ne recèlent point de secrets précieux ; Beaux écrins sans joyaux, médaillons sans reliques, Plus vides, plus profonds que vous-mêmes, ô Cieux ! Mais ne suffit-il pas que tu sois l’apparence, Pour réjouir un cœur qui fuit la vérité ? Qu’importe ta bêtise ou ton indifférence? Masque ou décor, salut ! J’adore ta beauté. 

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L’amour est assis sur le crâne de l’humanité, et de ce trône, le profane de rire sans vergogne, souffle avec bonheur des bulles rondes qui flotte dans l’air, atteindre les mondes Au coeur de l’éther. Le globe fragile et lumineux prendre un grand coup de pouce, il explose et exhale son âme délicate, Comme un rêve d’or Et j’entends le crâne prier et gémir à chaque bulle: -Ce jeu féroce et ridicule, Quand cela finira-t-il? Bien quoi tes lèvres cruelles disperser sur l’air, tueur monstre, c’est mon cerveau, Mon sang et ma chair!