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Dec 2016
O what do men think
You look good in my best shirt
the cuffs dangle close to the fat
over that
the beacon you cook for me spitting fat
on to my clean cuffs
your mind I think is simple
so why do you treat me like this
I think your body told me to.
All true P@ul.
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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   unnamed and Keith Wilson
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