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Nov 2017
she had a gorgeous wicked

her walk a vertical snake

she owned any king

ate their hearts like

melting cake

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the planet was her palace

in silk and moroccan lace

she left wakes of desire

with devastating grace

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he saw her one day

skin like diamond cream

her eyes caught his like fire

now she owned

his dream
Porter
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Porter  Tennessee
(Tennessee)   
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