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Jun 2017
How shall I concentrate when all these images
move past my eyes like on a never-ending conveyor belt:
   Lips so red and eyes so tempting
   ******* so full and so inviting
   Luring you away from me
   Smiles that promise much
   But mean so little
   And a voice as sweet as Lorelei
   Come into my arms delicious boy
   And I see you fall
   I see you fall
   Passionately fall for it…
   Lips so red and eyes so tempting
   ******* so full and so inviting
   Luring you away from me
   Smiles that promise much
   But mean so little
   And a voice as sweet as Lorelei
   Come into my arms delicious boy
   And I see you fall
   I see you fall
   Passionately fall for it…
   Lips so red and eyes so tempting
   ******* so full and so inviting
WHY IS THERE NO SWITCH ON THIS CONVEYOR BELT?
Written by
Sonja G N Gallhofer  F
(F)   
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