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Aug 2014
My devils make good impressions,
Scoring me high-ranking relations
with those of hereditary positions.
The fuel that sustains my First Class livin'
is their series of sinning
like the wagers I'm winnin',
and eluding from arrest for the felony of larceny,
and disporting Molly's spellbinding potency.
My lovin' is expensive
and luckily not at all pensive
Play, though cards are folded
Love, though fingers are crossed
Dance, though eyes are closed
McKinley
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