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I Saw Myself!
I saw myself, just now!
As old as possible,
Knickers bagging
My tena sagging,
soggy too.
Sweating, heaving mid-june,
Stinking of patchouli and piss,
Marlboro breath allowing a hiss,
But no more,
My tired limbs are painfully sore!
Not one for floral but I am draped,
A cardigan stained with HP was
always my fate.
The crevices I bear, you may reach
your arm t...
Thursday 1st May 2014 10:17 pm
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