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Feb 2010
"I guess so, i mean, that's what she said",
The wolf in sheeps clothing clawing its way into his emotions.
All sweet and ******* innocent,
"Don't worry, i'll keep you straight",
The lamb being led to the slaughter, by her cleavage and sweet smell,
******* *****.
"Why don't you believe me, she's trying to split us up",
Poor old me, trying to salvage the scraps of what she tore up and disposed of.
A demon, an ogre, a fragrant, pretty green eyed monster,
Go and get your own ******* man!
eileen mcgreevy
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