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Oct 2020
It wasn’t love at first sight
but at second glance I think
The first time she threw up all night
from far too much to drink

She vomited on my brand new shirt
and loudly at me swore
She was covered all with dirt
from rolling on the floor

But when she finally sobered up
our love became so clear
when she poured into a cup
her morning wake up beer
Written by
Arek  M/Adelaide
(M/Adelaide)   
30
   A Slow Heyoka
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