My Daddy died at the ripe old age of eighty-three pleasurin a Lady! What a way to go!
My Daddy died a humpin and he left hisen HORNYMOANS to me,
His hot and passionate nature is hisen legacy.
I am prideful of my Daddy's gift,
It pleasures me when I can give a Gent a lift.
I gots a great gene pool, my Cherokee blood makes me an excellent rider,
I knows all kinda tricks, I'm a good slip and slider!
I purdy much am like ole Will Rogers, I aint met a man I didn't like,
I've been a man lover since I was a little tyke!
My Mama always warned me," Chile, don't be a messin with no men!"
But I knew Mama was full of Chit, so I just grinned!
Daddy entered the Pearly Gates, with a smile on hisen lips,
He'd been a doin the Wild Thang, when he made hisen Heavenly trip!
So ifen Ya asks me how I'd like to pass,
Why, like My Daddy did a course, riden into the sunset, with strong hands holdin my ass!
Music: Bark At My Moon
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Reviews of "Daddy Died A Grinnin"
Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic (Reader)
Reviewed on June 13, 2007
by jove what a smashing way to cross over..in bliss via bliss INTO everlasting bliss..yay!!
hoopla!!! hoopla!!! and heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehawwwwwwwwwwww!!!!
I am goooooooooooooing tooooooooooooooo!!!!
Georg
Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on June 11, 2007
The only way to go...
I would've never guessed your the lovin kind
Most woman burn out after their first child..
Ride on sexy rider, 0oops, I mean writer..
Hugs....
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Fee
I am goooooooooooooing tooooooooooooooo!!!!
Georg
I would've never guessed your the lovin kind
Most woman burn out after their first child..
Ride on sexy rider, 0oops, I mean writer..
Hugs....