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Kindling
over the road the place is in flames
siren and screams music to my ears
time to go before the coppers arrive
for if I'm not careful I'll get ten years
baby-sitter she played with my willie
she sprawled yawning on their bed
bare naked after using hard drugs
flames from her matches bright red
how often I got my fingers burned
disastrous smell of singeing hair
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Tuesday 6th July 2021 1:02 pm
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