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“Rats stress anal plan!” asserts Star.

One riddle held dire “No.”

One porno star to let ass sate lot: rats on rope, no?

One elf did flee, no?

Now in a mortal flat, Roman, I won.

Ned, ever I rev Eden.

“Name riff, fireman.”

Lana, fire her if anal!

Koala Gates set a gala, OK?

Is Pepsi, Sis, Pepsi?

I sedated a cadet, a Desi.

He snips and Edna spins, eh?

He raps if I spar, eh?

Evade porn rope, Dave!

Drawers are era’s reward.

Drawer has, ah, reward!

Doom sex’ (if red nun under) fixes mood.

Dog temple help met God.

“Ay, Mario, do I ram ya?”

Ample hos now on, so help, Ma!

A pedo rode Pa!

Ware so red: a metal plate made Rose raw.

Verified: I ride if I rev!

To labor, we freer few rob a lot.

Till I win, ‘on’ I will it!

Sure, tune my hymen, uterus!

Stressed, wet one morning, I saw a sign in Rome: “Note: W Desserts!”

Stressed, erotic, I tore desserts.

Smarmy geese see gym rams.

“Slam in a madam, animals!”