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Aug 2015
I once ****** a ******* a boat;
She smelled awful, a bit like a stoat;
She fingered my ***
Which made us both come
And she wiped the **** off on my coat.
Edna Sweetlove
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Edna Sweetlove  London
(London)   
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       ---, Kelley A Vinal and Edna Sweetlove
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