If ever a ***** lived and tried
to steal every-man's wife,
on her disappointment
she threaten to tear her hair,
entreat a scene, poor lass.
How I wish to ***** a hedge
let them grow abundantly
just to keep her off my patch,
yes my own sense of self
my steered sullenness
that will preserve my catch
Jan 8, 2015
Jan 8, 2015 at 5:47 PM UTC
If ever a ***** lived and tried
to steal every-man's wife,
on her disappointment
she threaten to tear her hair,
entreat a scene, poor lass.
How I wish to ***** a hedge
let them grow abundantly
just to keep her off my patch,
yes my own sense of self
my steered sullenness
that will preserve my catch
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