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Forgive, the two Joyeous Athletes Robust And leave this Artist consigned and confessed His Leaves have matured; But Duty he must Remember the Gladness they each Possessed Now I know why I never read his Book Of I's and Me's so favoured by the Youth His Grinning Plastic took long seen afoot And his Spy's Kiss succeeded on its Cue How much more will the Hell of Lover's Fair Pour Molten Syrup to Souls, who, in spite Swallow Stubborn Sugars labelled Beware And the Green-Eyed Monster roared in Delight. Now I know why your Picture flashed within The Secret lies on your Pre-Olympic Ring.
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Mar 10, 2013
Mar 10, 2013 at 9:23 PM UTC
SONNET TRIBUTE SUNDRY - EIGHTEEN - TOM DALEY
Forgive, the two Joyeous Athletes Robust And leave this Artist consigned and confessed His Leaves have matured; But Duty he must Remember the Gladness they each Possessed Now I know why I never read his Book Of I's and Me's so favoured by the Youth His Grinning Plastic took long seen afoot And his Spy's Kiss succeeded on its Cue How much more will the Hell of Lover's Fair Pour Molten Syrup to Souls, who, in spite Swallow Stubborn Sugars labelled Beware And the Green-Eyed Monster roared in Delight. Now I know why your Picture flashed within The Secret lies on your Pre-Olympic Ring.
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Mar 10, 2013 at 9:23 PM UTC
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