Women
Women
Women,
Like tea of roses,
When picking them they sting you,
A joyful pain.
And when taking a nip,
Of the tea of roses,
It tastes sweet,
So sweet,
But leaves a sour taste behind.
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Women,
Like tea of roses,
When picking them they sting you,
A joyful pain.
And when taking a nip,
Of the tea of roses,
It tastes sweet,
So sweet,
But leaves a sour taste behind.
Er zijn nog geen reacties.