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Natasha
I asked you for the recipe for Lettuce Diabolical;
You turned away and shrugged as if the question was rhetorical.
Your life is filled with every contradiction and perversity,
For one who boasts diplomas from a leading University.
Your shoes, one red one black, suggest a failing in your sanity
And yet the way those babies strut proclaims your cocksure vanity.
You mentall...
Thursday 3rd March 2011 6:02 pm
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