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Jan 2015
There's an entire book
of naked woman
smoking grass.
Grass and chlamydia.
Grass and ***** hairs.

One of them was rolling a ****
on the toliet.
What cleanliness.
And there was a man with a camera.
What morals.

It doesn't concern me though.
Fat woman with tiny *******.
Small woman with giant, hanging *******.
Smoking grass and getting photographed.
So I could stare at the book and write this.

Thank you, strange photographer.
Written by
Lucas  Slightly to the Left
(Slightly to the Left)   
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