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Nov 2016
they don't believe it was love
in the laundry room
when all us
washer dryer slackers sit
awaiting loads of clean clothes
discuss love lives and romances
most of us hungover
red eyed bright noses
boast of fevered conquests
with movie star quality *******
taking a big pocket filled with
quarters
in our pants pocket and
still bragging?
wordvango
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