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PROMISCUOUS

Oh young blinded promiscuous one
In years you will wonder were your soul has gone
Your eyes they once twinkled brighter than jewels
Shadowed by other promiscuous fools
Unbeknownst to you these wild nights of fun
Are binding agreements that cant be undone
You give You away without a care
Without a thought your soul you do share
Oh vulnerable naive promiscuous one
Were have all your morals ...

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Nettles

I’m pretty sure there were tulips in her eyes,

I shouted “Fire! Fire!”,

She took off her sunglasses,

She saw sunrise.

 

Now I know it, there was a darling rose in her blush,

A honey dew in her stare

But they told me “beware, beware!”

“Have you not been warned of ‘primrose way’?”

 

Now I felt it, there were dandelions on her lips…

Make a wish, make a wish!

Daisy ...

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