Ah Yeah Eye Scream, Hell Yeah
Icy from the West
The Magicien of Taste
Girls melt sweet
because of this tongue
He does not bite without a doubt
Friend of all good fairies
Twix, no unnecessary bloodthirst
Seers who throw dirt on his recipe
But if you order, you will just
get what you need
Creamy, not relating
to Rome though
Always ready to shop for jeans
so people can see his ice
is the high quality shit
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| Auteur: David de Vreer |  
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| Gecontroleerd door: de redactie | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 24 juni 2016 | ||
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