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Feb 2015
I’m gonna bend and stretch you
to fit my idea of
     **t
I’m gonna erase,  then add words
   so you say what I want to hear
i'll spray you with fragrance
   comb your hair just so
   zip up the perfect pair of jeans
and nod approval at what I see
you'll laugh at my jokes
   and cry when i say so
you'll **** me when i want it
   and leave me alone when i don't
and when i'm finished
I’ll stuff you in a box marked
    RETURN
*item damaged.
susan
Written by
susan  chicago
(chicago)   
312
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