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My casual end andCasual evenings,I have been closing inches onThe mocking smile of a Gypsy Vanner.With the fringe of a true beast,I could have said wi..
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Sign me up for Endless lettersA wet paradeOf a drawn-out winterKissing is for sharp-togetherLovers thin, and justifiedAnd your tongueInto my sideDon't..
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At once, they ask, how do you do?Oh, how I beg for you toDisarmDisregardIt's sweeter to viewAnd not to knowWhat we have been toThey ask, "Oh, you, wha..
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Think of it as Drano and plastic,To cover your hands in,For a few minutesSo hold to meThree or four fingersAnd keeping track,For every sinnerWatch,As ..
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