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I cannot stop my mind,
from getting in a bind,
the minute that I see
a man looking at me.
Just a glance will do,
I hoped that I was through.
Habits are hard to kill,
I must excercise my will.
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<Deleted User> (6895)
Fri 22nd Jun 2012 13:27
here's looking at you and your poem-
in a non-lecherous way one hastens
to add!
Neat and nice.