Badling of ducks imprints on the first girl they see. Will a bad king with bucks come play with me?

Room teems with company ops that suffice. Do shy ones know, with this gal, they should roll the dice?

Neither gloriole nor red light is aura seen; who I am and what I want lies between.

Either cards or songs would be marvy fun. Charming bloke, take my hand before arrives the sun. ; )

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