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Warchief:
I'll mega delete u.
Breast-a-Nouncing and Bodies Caressing,
Jiggling Joy, Savory and Small,
Who Cares for the Size? Indulge in Them All!!!
Unfortunately the Time is Nigh,
To say Goodbye to the Oppais and Thighs,
But Such is Anime, and So Am I,
And I'll Live by those Words Til the Day I Die.
And Rest my Head at her Request,
Between her Chest to Relieve Stress,
From the Aggressive Quest of Breast Obsessed.
The Fallen's Nest is Blessed to Impress,
The Loli's Compressed and Dressed for Arrests,
So I'm quite Vexed to now Express,
That the Elven's Chests are the Best of the Breasts.