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Feb 2020
soap. The way you
work yourself up
into a lather. It doesn’t
take much, with all your

blabber. Hard to hold
you. You’re a slither. Man
you run just like a river.

You’d make great
sponge cake. You’re so
porous. You’ve more holes
than a matador’s Taurus.
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  56/F
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