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Jan 2014
Truly the son of your mother you are.
Up front and truly vicious.
At times.
Demanding annoying and totally dear.
Always wants his mummy near.
A provocative wind up.
Never ever needs a key.
It's his job of work you see.
Spring loaded.
An infernal bungee.
Livvi x
A sly and wry smile you possess.
Utterly  the expression he wears best.
Lives in a heap not fit for sweet lover.
Fit not for any other to inhabit.
The bedroom in the land of mess!
Olivia Kent
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Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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