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When the lips meant to smile seduce..
To just a basic value men reduce...
When the feet walk and charm does produce...
And men walk to her and cry, "truce."
The eyes reflect a tinge, a sparkle,
And there she is around to dazzle,
Men find themselves in the maze n hassle,
Already building in the air new castle.
Her waist isn't thinnest but provocative,
She is her...
Saturday 9th May 2020 10:48 am
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