Sugar SweetA Poem by Beatrice MarsHere, beauty queen, A platter of sugar Is your dinner Tonight. The warden Thought it would Suit your temperament (Or rather improve it)
You should count Yourself lucky you're not An axe murderer or some such. Imagine what you'd be eating then.
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1 Review Added on February 18, 2010 Last Updated on July 20, 2010 Previous Versions AuthorBeatrice MarsUnited KingdomAboutI'm an 19 year old girl. Of all the souls that stand create I have elected one. When sense from spirit files away, And subterfuge is done; When that which is and that which was Apart, intr.. more..Writing
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