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Aversion Therapy
Sounds a bit John Donne
Breasts and thighs so firm,
Lying cold at the mercy of
That fruity graveyard worm
With age you consider more
The destiny of your remains
When time puts an end to
Yearsful of aches and pains
Bodies decay, even one as
Delicious as bonny Linda's,
Whatever made her stipulate
Bowing out in hot cinders?
Either way she's history
...Thursday 15th October 2020 11:10 am
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