Happy Birthday, Andrew!
Today, you turn twenty nine
and DAMN, you are still looking fine.
Your eyes are so warm and soft,
I wanna tumble you in the loft.
Your smile is so sweet and caring.
Your hunky chest is worth bearing.
Your hands are so strong and able.
I can't say what I'd do to you on that table.
Your arms are so safe and snuggly,
Please wrap those arms around me.
Your laughter adds happiness and pizzaz.
It doesn't hurt to be paired with that ass.
Your loving heart turns my head,
Makes me want to take you straight to bed.
My love for you grows stronger everyday.
That is all I'm really trying to say.
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Damn, that was a mighty fine birthday wish.
lol.. love it...
You two make me sick..... Aren't you past the newly-weds stage yet? lylas :o)
"I can't say what I'd do to you on that table" Bwaaa-haaa-haaaaa. You have such a way with words. And yes, we know you really can't say b/c then this site would be a quadruple x one.
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