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Dec 2018
that you’ve been kissing.
There’s an imprint on your collar.
And it’s pretty hard missing.
You don’t need to be a scholar
to understand about a ***** stain.
Because the squalor on your collar
won’t be easy to explain.

Shaped liked a pair of lips.
The hue is a scarlet red.
It looks level, then dips,
as if someone bled.
You’ll be next
when I hit you on the head
for having ***
when you’re already wed!
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  56/F
(56/F)   
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   jza aguilar
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