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Mar 2016
Love tongue
in cheek,
inside;
shiny teeth:
fry up your gristle,
having guests tonight;
we dine, play with our food
and display
fine raiment.
Glimmering pearl trinkets,
strung up on chains;
gifts from oral cavity:
pass a napkin?
please and thank you
all the same.
The Ripper
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The Ripper  B'tween pen & paper
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