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As ye north wynd douth bloive wyth a hey hoe wyth thee wynd and thee rainuth every day

February 13, 2022

as my husband gently snores awaiting his morning cuppa of Yorkshire tea as he’s all snug as a bug in a rug as he then said woman hurry up and get back in to bed

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