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May 2013
Greed is a fencepost,
her thighs are laced with barbwire
towering so tall.

You shall not have me
for i am enormously
so much more than you.

Greed lies between thighs
tongue deep inside the lip folds;
this is mine, all mine.
Thanks to fellow poeteer Sean Brown and the rousing discussions we engaged in today.
Written by
Nygil McCune
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