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Mar 2021
There's a memory I got locked up,
but it's time to unseal it,
sunnyside eggs burning on the skillet,
a ****** boneless steak but I didn't **** it,
so ravenous that I can still feel it.
There is a beastly side lurking
and I can no longer conceal it.
So, I let the lion out to feast.
Then see the lumbering beast
go yawning calmly back to sleep.
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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