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The *** of rot I've been simmering Was embroiled to the boil You tried to remove the heat And appallingly scalded Your chest and face As my Water supplies are Surprisingly small I have little to go on but potluck and recall
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Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 3:44 AM UTC
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The *** of rot I've been simmering Was embroiled to the boil You tried to remove the heat And appallingly scalded Your chest and face As my Water supplies are Surprisingly small I have little to go on but potluck and recall
poppy-perry
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Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 3:44 AM UTC
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