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Mar 2022
asking for no ring to put on it
liberated challenges backward witless
for there's no meter registering charges
my lady's chamber is my lady's chamber
tell me the tales as I plough into the groove
a turn on to heights I know others lack the steam
I can fandango and cha-cha and you retell bout that cat
who got the milk but was nothing more than a sacredly ****
who did it like this and like that and fired of before the bird landed
Yenson
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Yenson  M/London
(M/London)   
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   TSPoetry
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