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Aug 2018
Come in I say
Then sway away
With a knowing smile
Won’t you stay
So we can play
I’ll make it worth your while
“A drink perhaps?”
Just thought I’d ask
For parched you soon might be
Liquor your thing?
Full frontal swing?
Feeling a little thirsty?
Or if instead
You want some head
A beer is more your pace
But If you prefer
Not saying a word
Then drink me in their place

To be continued. . .
Stumblebum Fumbletongue
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Stumblebum Fumbletongue  F
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       Temporal Fugue and Mellow waves
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