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Apr 2018
come to me
I await you bated
willingly
take what is yours my queen
take me into you
slathering
gibbering
in that way that you make me do
make my mouth yours to please
grace my lips with one of your many names
so that I may cry out in idolatrous exaltation
and in the vicious debasement of curs
that is the tongue of my lust for you
Joey Jo Jo Jnr Shabadoo
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Joey Jo Jo Jnr Shabadoo  Liverpool
(Liverpool)   
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     Ian Lewis Copestick, Cné, ---, victoria and J
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