to the tune of Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star
Tacos, Tacos, hot and crisp.
How I want you on my lips
Crunched by teeth passed over gums
Look out stomach here they come
Tacos, tacos, hot and crisp.
How I want you on my lips.
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Monday, March 06, 2023
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