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Kelp
I've got entangled in pure mystery
never endured a coquette so lewd,
her words twinkle like spangles but
despite all the glitter she's shrewd
I've come across some fast workers
in moments she had me unzipped
I'm far from a slouch at glib patter
in her sea-soiled face rests a crypt
its like being a drunken fire-eater
on a water-bed playing with fire
I've grow...
Friday 20th August 2021 10:43 am

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