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Under his BedJanet Kuypers5/27/15
We hadn’t dated that long, and
he brought me to his bedroom,
My legs are now hanging “Hold on a minute” and he gets on his knees.
And I’m thinking,
But then, while he’s on his knees,
I was sitting there, my legs
until he got up off the floor
“What is this?”
“They’re knee pads,”
So he’s brought me
There was no explanation,
So my mind goes into overdrive.
we haven’t dated that long,
my scraped knees if I’m getting He started to grin.
“I just got roller blades,”
But as I said,
when he brought me
all I thought
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