la basientA Poem by Quillfeeling rightI once kissed this girl She had a beautiful scent Her smile was different from the rest Accompanied with an alluring zest Now i hope for the best Funny it almost seems like a test For things have begun to manifest Yet I cannot be blind to any dent As her countenance was pulchritudinous from the first Could this continue at length? I wouldn't want to be caught in a net One which won't let me vent Neither would I want my will to be bent Nor my life to be for rent I do hope instead she shelters me like a tent But who knows what could happen next
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