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Apr 2014
I'm a volcano,
can spew molten lava,
play with me Darling
& you're definitely
going to get burnt.

And still,
you want
some of my heat,
get knocked off
your sweet
pretty feet?

Then go ahead
Miss Reverence,
pray to the Kona-Gods,
I'm starting to smolder,
gonna blow my top off,
just for you!
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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