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Mystery of that Pink Bra
Since the age of ten,
When I saw it for the first time...
I kept thinking, and wondering what it was!
By the time I grew in age,
It had turned an attractive rage.
I can never forget the mystery of that Pink Bra.
The elixer wasn't visble though,
But the cups had consumed them...
Draped in a an elegance the color pink.
I was so moved and curiously drawn
I visited s...
Saturday 22nd August 2020 1:32 pm
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