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Bring Back Streakers!
You were sure of entertainment
With artists who cavorted in the buff;
The narcissistic footie fans with phones
Are made of much less sterner stuff.
They amble on and look for snaps,
But they will never capture any hearts;
Their naked predecessors could turn heads
By flashing tastefully their parts.
An age of innocence has gone,
Of Erika, and Michael Angelow;
...Tuesday 25th June 2024 8:32 am
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