It all boils down to dinosaurs
He loves me and I love him
But we can’t agree on the time of day
We have wonderful sex
And then fight over what to have for breakfast
We spend hours together blissfully
But it always ends in chaos
The problem has to be dinosaurs
Since it can’t be he and I
We have the perfect relationship
And would be happier than hell
Except of course, for the damned dinasaurs
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Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
Reviewed on November 20, 2003
I LOVE this, why not, somebody has to be at fault!
Now you got it, Sue. And we expect nothing less than connubial bliss from now on. I love this little beauty!
Best regards,
Leland
P.S. Pass your secret on to all those feuding couples out there.
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lol why not!
cute write!
Best regards,
Leland
P.S. Pass your secret on to all those feuding couples out there.