My Son?
She spent the night at my house.
Nearly an hour in my bathroom and
she is cursing.
Yelling she is late but
I don't see her rushing.
"You got me pregnant."
I might be crazy but
that's mamas baby, papas maybe.
A week ago was our first and only time
now she wants to claim the baby is mine.
We need that test.
Nearly an hour in my bathroom and
she is cursing.
Yelling she is late but
I don't see her rushing.
"You got me pregnant."
I might be crazy but
that's mamas baby, papas maybe.
A week ago was our first and only time
now she wants to claim the baby is mine.
We need that test.
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