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you were a central midfielder for wolverhampton wanderers and I was the flower girl at the wedding of Eleanor of Aquitaine and King Louis VII. Some time has passed since then yet still to this minute you and I fester and ferment in the corridors of each other's minds if you get my drift. Oh what I wouldn't relinquush to squeeze in my grubby fingers those delicious freckled cheeks.
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