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Jun 2013
Still in my Plainest Sense should Comprehend
How Fortunate be my Base Apples were
Compared to yours; Such Royalty descend
Though Priced in Demand for Freedom defer
So Liberty - now the French-Filled Couillaise,
Took her Luxury to the Plym's Neighboured South
And so were our Hearts cry Supply your Embrace
Though Heads tagged least be Consumed in your Mouth
Was it not then for their Lot's Landlord come
To confirm which Leech be Best sip your Wounds
To Promote for Many; Yet Condensed by Some
Then Harness un-needed Points for your Rounds.
Great Souls still Applaud by the Clothes you wear
Which soaked in Sweat must your Proud Mornings bear.
#tomdaley1994 #tomdaleytv
Written by
Xavier Paolo Josh Mandreza  Makati City, Philippines
(Makati City, Philippines)   
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