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Nov 2016
His teeth feral teeth
and putrid breath

does not correlate
with the pale shoulders

and soft ways of
the woman with him;

somehow they make
the Multiflora

rose, rise
and blossom.
Doug Potter
Written by
Doug Potter  Iowa
(Iowa)   
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