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CUFFS & ROSES
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What does the BDSM Emblem mean?
 The BDSM emblem has no "obvious" symbolism because it was created to be enigmatic. To the vanilla observer who would be put off by BDSM, it is merely an attractive piece of jewelry. Thus, we can wear it freely as a friendly salute, nod, and wink to other BDSMers we should happen to pass on the sidewalks and in the hallways of our daily lives. To the insider, however, the Emblem is full of meaning. The three divisions represent the various threesomes of BDSM. First of all, the three divisions of BDSM itself: B&D, D&S, and S&M. Secondly, the three-way creed of BDSM behavior: Safe, Sane, and Consensual. Thirdly, the three divisions of our community: Tops, Bottoms, and Switches. It is this third symbolism that gives meaning to the holes in each unit. Since BDSM is at the very least a play style and at its greatest a love style, the holes represent the incom- pleteness of any individual within the BDSM context. However "together" and "whole" individuals may be, there remains a void within them that can only be filled by a complime- ntary other. BDSM cannot be done alone. The resemblance to a three-way variation on the Yin-Yang symbol is not accidental. As the curved outline of Yin and Yang represent the hazy border between where one ends and the other begins, so do the curved borders here represent the indistinct divisions between B&D, D&S, and S&M. The metal and metallic color of the medallion represents the chains or irons of BDSM servitude/ownership. The three inner fields are black, representing a celebration of the controlled dark side of BDSM sexuality. The curved lines themselves can be seen as a stylized depiction of a lash as it swings, or even an arm in motion to deliver an erotic spanking. The all-embracing circle, of course, represents the overlying unity of it all and the oneness of a community that protects its own.
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What does the BDSM Emblem mean? The BDSM emblem has no "obvious" symbolism because it was created to be enigmatic. To the vanilla observer who would be put off by BDSM, it is merely an attractive piece of jewelry. Thus, we can wear it freely as a friendly salute, nod, and wink to other BDSMers we should happen to pass on the sidewalks and in the hallways of our daily lives. To the insider, however, the Emblem is full of meaning. The three divisions represent the various threesomes of BDSM. First of all, the three divisions of BDSM itself: B&D, D&S, and S&M. Secondly, the three-way creed of BDSM behavior: Safe, Sane, and Consensual. Thirdly, the three divisions of our community: Tops, Bottoms, and Switches. It is this third symbolism that gives meaning to the holes in each unit. Since BDSM is at the very least a play style and at its greatest a love style, the holes represent the incom- pleteness of any individual within the BDSM context. However "together" and "whole" ind- ividuals may be, there remains a void within them that can only be filled by a complimentary other. BDSM cannot be done alone. The resemblance to a three-way variation on the Yin-Yang symbol is not accidental. As the curved outline of Yin and Yang represent the hazy border between where one ends and the other begins, so do the curved borders here represent the indistinct divisions between B&D, D&S, and S&M. The metal and metallic color of the medallion represents the chains or irons of BDSM servitude/ownership. The three inner fields are black, representing a celebration of the controlled dark side of BDSM sexuality. The curved lines themselves can be seen as a stylized depiction of a lash as it swings, or even an arm in motion to deliver an erotic spanking. The all-embracing circle, of course, represents the overlying unity of it all and the oneness of a community that protects its own.
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Keyshawn: Female reporter needs spanking
NBCSports.com news services Updated: 3:49 p.m. ET Nov. 2, 2004 Dallas Cowboys wide receiver Keyshawn Johnson said Fox's Pam Oliver needs to be spanked "really, really hard," ESPN reported Monday. Johnson reportedly made the comments on his Sirius satellite radio show Thursday in response to Oliver's report during the Cowboys' loss at Green Bay on Oct. 24 that Johnson had yelled at Cowboys assistant Sean Payton, ESPN said. "I almost wanted to get on a plane, find where she is at, and sit her down and spank her with a ruler really, really hard, because it makes no sense," Johnson said on his show about Oliver's report, which he denied adamantly. "You don't need to make up a story."
Oliver told the Dallas Morning News, when asked what she would do if Johnson tried to spank her, "I will punch him in the face. "My job is to report what I see. I do not make stories up. ... Keyshawn is having a complete denial of reality." Johnson was a studio analyst for Fox temporarily last season, after being cut by the Tampba Bay Buccaneers. © 2007 NBC Sports.com
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The Flogging
She gazes up at him, their eyes locked in passion Eager on her knees to accept her Master's lashing She offers up her wrists, which Master cuffs together She gazes at his flogger, tightly woven in finest leather
He takes her hands in his and commands she rise And then gently sets a blindfold over her stunning green eyes He uses her collar to lead her to the dungeon next door She quivers in excitement over what lies in store
To St. Andrew's Cross he restrains this special girl Her skin all atingle in her darkened little world She cries out, happy, as he drags nails down her spine "Please lash me, Master," she piteously starts to whine
"No worries, my girl, I most certainly shall." Then he tickles her skin with the flogger's tails Lost in sensation, she passionately, excitedly moans Master feels his own goosebumps hearing her breathy tones
But he's cruelly patient, and continues to tease She cries with desire, begging him, "Master, please ... " Then slumps on the cross, ecstasy on her pretty face She's made the jump from here and now to subspace
Though a bit surprised, her loving Master grins Then he raises the flogger and her lashing begins A light two dozen, then a harder two dozen more After a hundred or so, lashing her full bore
He stops the flogging after about a half-hour His heart singing in glee at her gift of such power His hands love the feel of her nicely hot skin His eyes revel over her erotic grin
He brings her back gently into this world His love boundless for this most special girl He releases her from the cross, completely unharmed Then carries her to bed for lovemaking, tender and warm
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The Dungeon
Cold stone walls deep under the manse Where the sun has never shone The place where losers go who took a chance Scared deep into their bones
From the ceiling dangles shackles on chains To keep the unfortunates in place Truly, this chamber is a house of pain Far more of leather than lace
In the corner rests a tiny cage And legend tells the tale Of a slave who invoked her master's rage And spent forty days in that jail
And across the flagstones is a whipping post Hewn from a timber, rough and stout Close your eyes and hear a wailing ghost And know her pain is still about
Onward deeper into this catacomb Are more items of evil and delight Go a bit deeper as you roam Would you like to spend the night?
This ancient dungeon deep into the ground Oh, what a wonderful find I wonder what it would cost in dollars or pounds If it existed outside my mind
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Flogging and Thunder
Cracking whip and cracking thunder A show for one and all Subbie and space and dazzling wonder Filling the couple with unutterable awe
Rain pelts the roof in a tremendous roar As she screams in delighted passion Delicious pain searing her to her very core Her Master keeps to the lashing
The whip whistles through the electric air Hissing like a snake under this storm Striking her shoulders, goosebumped and bare With desire freshly reborn
She writhes sensuously in her bonds, heated from deep within Swaying to sweet music that only she can hear Flying somewhere, not caring where she is or has been Soaring in ecstasy and no fear
Under the thunder back in this world The lashing simply continues The master flogging his spacey girl In this most powerful stormy venue
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Girl in Trouble
Crimson welts weeping Marking ivory smooth skin Pain overtaking and creeping Expunging the girl's sin
Master with a cat in hand The sentence pretty proud Searing the girl like a brand As her screams echo loud
Tied tightly to the post Scarcely able to blink her eyes Unable to bluster and boast The pain a nasty surprise
Finally one hundred lashes are laid On what was moments ago, skin so fair An awful price this girl just paid But it's paid in full, her master declares
And from the post she is now released And to bed she's allowed to go Walking painfully, shoulders whip-creased But consequences she now knows
Still tear-streaked and in pain She falls weakly into bed Soaking her pillow in salty rain As sleep slowly claims her head
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Supplication
She kneels before her master Presents the whip in her hands She begs him to correct her She gives her fate up to her man
He takes the whip she offers As she casts her face to the floor She slips her robe to bare herself Awaiting what lies in store
He stands behind her, to the side She feels herself get colder Then he rears back with the whip Lays a welt across her shoulders
It takes forever in her heart As he lashes 'cross her back She grinds her teeth in her gag As her ears ring with the cracks
Finally, his decree is fulfilled He sets the whip aside Kneels and takes her in his arms Her tears she cannot hide
When her tears are said and done He ties her hands behind her back He tells her she's proven herself But there's one special thing she lacks
And then he gets a piece of steel And he heats it over a fire And turns to face his sweet slave With this glowing wire
And then he kneels before her As she sweats despite the cold And writes his initials 'tween her breasts As her mind tries to keep hold
Then tells her she now wears his mark She's his property, proudly owned He kisses her long and gently She feels his love down to her bones
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Ethereal Dungeon
Ethereal dungeon out on the wires The bot tells us 'tis lit by torches' fires Unreal whip slashing the skin of her ghost Tied securely to an imagined post
Her eyes close tight as she sits at her keys Feeling his unreal leather on her skin as her blood does freeze Even unmarked, she suddenly cries aloud Imaginary endurance, but still she's proud
The whip slashes on her screen again and again She shudders and cries without a mark on her skin Closing her eyes as the feels the cuffs' chafe Bracing herself for more whips' strafes
Finally the text tells her the whipping is done She sits at her keys, sweaty and stunned Untied from the post and escorted to bed As all of these images flash by in her head
The screen tells her he's inside her, fiercely pumping Somehow each knows the other is really something Her fingers drift downward in a sweet torturing tease She types real quickly, begging him please
He types a hurried "YES" pleased he can do with one hand As ghostly bodies collide in this otherworldly land Two climaxes erupt from four thousand miles And nice memories for all logged in Mirc files
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Senseplay: An Elizabethan Sonnet of Kink
She lies naked on the bed Tied to the post spread eagled and blind A million feelings fly through her head What sensations would Master let her find
Will she feel great pleasure Or the agonies of his cane She knows she's greatly treasured Even given the very worst pain
She yelps as he trails ice down her spine Goosebumps as he drags nails across her shoulders She utters not one word, but helplessly whines Shivering when the air grows colder
Master so easily makes her every nerve sing She cries loudly, in ecstasy, as her sweet spirit takes wing
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From the Darkness
The thunder roars 'cross the eastern sky As the whip strikes the slave and she loudly cries Her master driven to correct her wrongs Her skin on her shoulders crossed with marks As clouds cross the sun and the sky goes dark And we hear her sorrowful song
She shudders in her bonds awaiting the lash As it strikes her creamy shoulders with an awful slash She did wrong and now must pay She loses count wrapped in her pain Her cries covered in the pouring rain In the high-noon dark of the day
The pain she suffers is wrenching As the rain outside is drenching And she hates herself for her screams Her master says not a thing As she writhes as the whip stings Knowing her cries will haunt tonight's dreams
But with her whipping she is cleansed Her guilt is painfully rinsed Like the rain outside their doors She hates having to pay this price But nothing else would suffice To lift this burden making her soul sore
Under the lashing, her skin fails Blood trickles with louder wails A little red river down her spine She bites her tongue, staying awake Demanding of herself all that she can take Gritting her teeth, refusing to whine
She scarcely knows her whipping is done As the clouds uncover the sun Bringing light back to this day Her master lays the whip aside Pitying her for what was done to her hide But knowing she had to pay
He releases her from the cuffs Knowing she's had enough And helps her as she gains her feet Tells her this matter is done As the puddles glisten in the sun And again, she feels complete
He tells her he loves her and holds her tight As the noon sun bathes the world in light And she sobs in her relief She thanks him with all of her heart Knowing it hurts him to do this part But now they're both done with grief
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Spacey
Waiting in the dark for her master Wondering what will he do Heart in the dark beating faster Emotions awhirl in a stew
He smacks her hard on her ass She squeaks in her surprise He says, "you're my property, lass" She wants to start to fly
She feels his nails drag down her spine His breath so warm on her ear "Yes," he says, "you're entirely mine" She can't see, but feels his leer
And then she yelps at newfound cold Ice trailed down her skin A flare of heat; her mind struggles for its hold Starting a spacey spin
And then scratches between her breasts From his unshaven stubbly chin She stays her ground though this little test And he nuzzles down the valley again
Then a tickle across her belly below His fingertips light like feathers She feels her heart start to slow In this tempestuous inner weather
And then his teeth nibble her belly And he smiles up at her pretty face As her knees turn to thin jelly And she bursts out into space
He holds her in her sexy swoon Eases her to the floor Knowing she won't return very soon She deserves all of this and more
He lies beside her, strokes her hair And kisses her sweated brow Giving her all his loving care As she vacations from here and now
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Fire and Ice
Her eyes flash fire Brighter than the candles' glow Her heart a blazing pyre In a dungeon cold as snow
The blazing whip cracking on creamy skin She utters not a cry The leather's roaring rumble finds her again This one's proud, not one bit shy
The blazing whip can't match inner heat Her cravings and dark desires But lashes her continually, its work not complete As her heart slowly banks its fires
And the cold of the dungeon and heat of passions Meet in the dungeon's still air Static builds 'round the lashings Thunder rolls so loud to scare
Then suddenly in the clap of thunder The girl on the post screams aloud Passion, resolve, torn asunder Flown to space, abandoned her proud
The blazing whip is coiled, and laid to the side Soothing hands caress welted skin She cruises through her marvelous ride Her face lit with a dazzling grin ________________________________
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The Beauty Within
Rough chunk of wood, weathered and grey Out in the rain and shine for many long days Selected from a stack of prettier wood A lesson needs taught and understood
A piece cut off about six inches square He puts it on the lathe and works with care A thing of beauty emerges from within A mellow glow starts as the rough bowl spins
Sanding and polishing until it's done Glowing beside the window from the light of the sun A finish laid to protect the beauty And so begins a lesson for his cutie
He loves his lady, but she gets on his nerves She doesn't see the beauty he sees in her curves She doesn't see the wonderful woman in his eyes He tells her she's lovely, she keeps showing surprise
The wooden bowl done, he makes a glass case His loving mind filled with her lovely face He puts the rough tailing on one shelf inside And then the lovely bowl goes in behind
He hangs the case on their bedroom wall A lesson for his lady that he prays never stalls And then he calls her to their bedroom, puts her on her knees Tells her he requires her attention now, please
She looks curious as he picks the rough chunk from the shelf "My darling, this is how you see yourself" And then hands her the bowl with its beautiful sheen "But baby, I see the beauty that lies within"
"You're more special to me than diamonds and gold You're polished to perfection to me, just like this bowl In my eyes, you've never worked for less than perfection And I love you, my slave, with all my heart's affection"
"Master," she said, "I think I finally see It's difficult, but I can maybe even agree Yes, I've given to you all that I can I love living my life in your caring hands"
He smiles at his slave, before him knelt A painless lesson hopefully forever dealt Then falls to his knees with her, takes her in his arms Wanting her forever to feel safe from harm
Fifty years later, as she wailed aloud As they wrapped her master in his shroud She came home to these things on display Feeling her lesson as strong as she did that long-ago day
And knowing she'd live out the rest of her time Knowing she'd served well, they'd done just fine Simple things, but cherished above all else As she kisses both items, and puts them back on their shelf
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The Cruise
Way way out at the border of subspace A glowing bonfire guards the gates She dances before the fire as it lights her pretty face As lashings on earth go a steady pace
And then the time comes and the fire dies The girl takes wing and into subspace flies Her spirit soaring as she happily cries Her reward for this beating is this delightful prize
She cruises billions of miles per hour Her soul alight with wondrous power Looking down on even the highest towers The air scented like the sweetest flowers
Back on earth, the lash continues to fall Driven by her master, hard and tall She's scarcely aware of this down the long long hall Time is nothing, both at a zoom and a crawl
Then he sets aside the whip and his hands caress Happy to see his girl cruising and under no stress Feeling as though he passed a great test As he patiently waits for her to return to this nest
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Mean Canes That Slam
You do not like mean canes that slam? I do not like them, Ma'am-I-am. I do not like mean canes that slam. I could not, would not, o'er your lap. I will not, will not with a strap. I will not endure them in our room. I will not endure them on the moon. Not on the desk! Not in our home! Not on a rack! You leave me alone! I do not like them flexy and thin. I do not like them thick and grim. I will not take them wildly tapping. I cannot take their painful wrapping. I do not like them on my butt. I do not like the way they cut! I do not like mean canes that slam! I do not like them, Ma'am-I-am.
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Spank the naughty blonde --Lyrics by Watson, music by Royce/Watson, Copyright ©1990 http://www.collarpurple.com/ARCHIVES/20050801/20050801.htm
http://spankinggoodblog.blogspot.com/2005/07/story-for-robert.html BLOGS subs
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"Submission without domination is when you keep doing what he wants even after he keeps insisting he doesn't want it. Domination without submission is when he keeps telling you to do something and you keep telling him to fuck off." - Linda A
"The slave escapes her bonds to find a stronger set of chains." - Anonymous B
"I do not want to be the leader. I refuse to be the leader. I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness. I want a man lying over me, always over me. His will, his pleasure, his desire, his life, his work, his sexuality the touchstone, the command, my pivot. I don't mind working, holding my ground intellectually, artistically; but as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated. I don't mind being told to stand on my own feet, not to cling all that I am capable of doing but I am going to be pursued, fucked, possessed by the will of a male at his time, his bidding." - Anais Nin C
"The single most common question in BDSM is "How do I find a submissive?"… Occasionally, it is spoken with an air of angry frustration, as if there should be a branch of Subs R Us on every corner." - John Warren, Ph.D., in The Loving Dominant D
"How delicious to corrupt, to stifle all semblances of virtue and religion in that young heart!" - Marquis De Sade E
"Everyone is a potential naked slave to you once you become a trainer." - Anne Rice F
"The eye of the master will do more work than both his hands." - Benjamin Franklin G
"Submission depends on the individual's ability to align his will with that of the dominant and use his intelligence to fulfill her wishes gracefully and efficiently." - Christina Abernathy, Miss Abernathy's Concise Slave Training Manual H
"A slave's life is mostly composed of patience and study. Yes, study. If not with actual books, then following the example of greater, senior slaves. Or learning every nuance of their owner's character, so that they can more completely and seamlessly offer themsel- ves at the right time and in the right manner." - Laura Antoniou I
"I am your servant. I shall not be free. You will protect me; you will keep me safe; you will guard me. You will keep me sound; you will protect me from every demon." - Ancient Egyptian woman's slave contract J
"There are a hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground." - Rumi K
"Power is the ultimate aphrodisiac." - Henry Kissinger L
"For me, D/s is a graded endeavor. There are definitive levels of achievement. There is an unacceptable level of performance. Effort is not enough to make the grade." - Sir C M
"On my knees I think clearer." - U2 N
"It's the submissives that show to others what type of Dom owns them." - Anonymous O
"Sometimes what seems like surrender isn't surrender at all. It's about what's going on in our hearts. About seeing clearly the way life is and accepting it and being true to it, whatever the pain, because the pain of not being true to it is far, far greater." - Nicholas Evans, The Horse Whisperer P
"Submissives need to be told what to do. Slaves need to do what they are told." - Unknown Q
"That which yields is not always weak." - Jacqueline Carey -- Kushiel's Dart R
"The practice of putting women on pedestals began to die out when it was discovered that they could give orders better from there." - Betty Grable S
"In the beginning I was fooled by Dominants who were good looking, had charisma, dressed well, and had that "dominant" personae. I soon realized that these things are easy to fashion. Real Dominance is a deep and visceral thing, something that has nothing to do with the trap- pings of BDSM." - Sensuous Sadie T
"When Abraham asked Eliezer to swear fidelity, he told him to "place your hand upon my thigh." This was an ancient custom, not some bizarre kink of Abraham's. When taking an oath to a Master, a slave would place his hand upon the Master's thigh near the testicles. Then he would swear to honor his Master's will." - Master Alan U
"D/s is filled with similar paradox's. Such as Pain/pleasure. Enslavement/freedom. A circular and connected balance to exist between apparent opposites." - Master Nik V
"I have come close enough to know that there is something to the "spiritual" side of leather." - Jack Rinella W
"If loving you makes a slave of me, then I'll spend my whole life in chains." - Sophie B. Hawkins X
"A successful M/s relationship is contingent upon the synergy of its participants. " - His pet elizabeth Y
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oaAR-Hc_IGE&mode=related&search= TO SIR WITH LOVE SONG ACTUAL
Hanky Panky! [ Madonna ]
Come over here! Some girls, they like candy, and others, they like to grind, I'll settle for the back of your hand somewhere on my behind. Treat me like I'm a bad girl, even when I'm being good to you, I don't want you to thank me, you can just spank me. Mmm. Some guys like to sweet talk, and others, they like to tease, Tie my hands behind my back and, ooo, I'm in ecstasy. Don't slobber me with kisses, I can get that from my sisters, Before I get too cranky, you better... Like hanky panky hanky panky, Nothing like a good spanky good spanky. Don't take out your handkerchiefs, I don't wanna cry, I just wanna hanky panky guy. Please don't call a doctor, 'cause there's nothing wrong with me, I just like things a little rough and you better not disagree. 'Cause I don't like a big softie, no, I like someone mean and bossy, Let me speak to you frankly, you better... What about? Yeah. That's an interesting... My bottom hurts just thinking about it. She wants you to Treat me like I'm a bad girl, She needs you to Even when I'm being good to you. I don't want you to thank me Don't thank her, you better... Hanky panky Oooh, yeah Good spanky Get the picture? Don't wanna cry, I just wanna That's the way I came into this world, The doctor said, "Lady, she's a beautiful girl." He gave me a spanky and the doctor smiled, So give it up, honey, 'cause I want it. Yeah. Hanky panky, good spanky, don't wanna cry, I just wanna
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"But...I Like It!!"
You find a thrill in being used, Does it hurt when you've given up on yourself? Do you feel? What's to feel When you're cut down to size There's no way out when you're uninhibited Always a new place to go I'll stick around...if there's more Hide yourself away for Tonight Give me more.....be oh so cruel Tell me can you feel it? If so, I'll throw myself into your plans If they're underground Do you taste the fear? Is your blood beginning to boil? I feel a cold sweat, anxious yet frightened Can't let go of what I enjoy so much There's still love... Bonded and belong to this torture I just can't help myself Accustomed to what I lack Feel it bleed Hoist me up Tie me to the posts Spin me around upside down That's the way I like it.
This was written by Bobette Bryan it is entitled "I Can Feel You"
You're far away but, I can feel you. You exist in my very breath, in every beat of my heart, adding a spectacular sizzle in all the right places. Even when I close my eyes I see your face and feel the fire of your caress. Your presences is a tangible thing... Yet as hard to grasp as the air. I reach for you-but you elude me Still, I can feel you. the softness of a petal, a warm wind on my cheek a ray in my vision a distant light that ever draws me near!
Beauty by Sea_of_okc
Devo - Whip It Crack that whip Give the past the slip Step on a crack Break your momma`s back When a problem comes along You must whip it Before the cream sits out too long You must whip it When something`s going wrong You must whip it now whip it into shape shape it up get straight go forward move ahead try to detect it it`s not too late to whip it whip it good When a good time turns around You must whip it You will never live it down Unless you whip it No one gets their way Until they whip it I say whip it Whip it good
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