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Last night, they tried to teach me to tango and waltz at the YMHA on 92nd Street and Lex. Am here to report made it out alive, creaks and internal croaking are the residuals I'm getting, in spades, paid. why they tried, why they let me in, a wonder opus mystery, but someone must be the teacher's **** and my mounded **** a wonder opus de la o'pus. did not they know I leap, make crazy eights, two-step fly unbridled, make mouths open gape, when flying round, box step, shift weight, en trance Viennese high society,   when ten dancing writing fingers pen these little voyeuristic recipes for noodling cup-of-poem soups. besides, the YM in YMHA stands for young men's and everybody knows, I am just a big baby.
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Apr 11, 2014
Apr 11, 2014 at 12:17 AM UTC
Last night, they tried to teach me to tango and waltz
Last night, they tried to teach me to tango and waltz at the YMHA on 92nd Street and Lex. Am here to report made it out alive, creaks and internal croaking are the residuals I'm getting, in spades, paid. why they tried, why they let me in, a wonder opus mystery, but someone must be the teacher's **** and my mounded **** a wonder opus de la o'pus. did not they know I leap, make crazy eights, two-step fly unbridled, make mouths open gape, when flying round, box step, shift weight, en trance Viennese high society,   when ten dancing writing fingers pen these little voyeuristic recipes for noodling cup-of-poem soups. besides, the YM in YMHA stands for young men's and everybody knows, I am just a big baby.
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99/M/NYC/Lippstadt/Kraków
Apr 11, 2014
Apr 11, 2014 at 12:17 AM UTC
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