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My ♥♥♥♥ is my pride, my joy, my pleasure, But without my balls, it would bring me no treasure. My balls are the source of my virility, But without my ♥♥♥♥, they serve no utility.
To lose one or the other, what a cruel fate, A decision that could not come too late. For to make the wrong choice would be dire, A life without either would be like living in mire.
So I ponder and I weigh my options, And hope that my decision will not lead to disruptions. To choose between my ♥♥♥♥ or balls, Is a choice that hangs over me like a pall.
But I must choose, I cannot delay, For the decision will not go away. Oh, the terrible choice that lies before me, To lose my ♥♥♥♥ or lose my balls, oh woe is me