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Nima's not in the mood for the quacks visiting the mental cases ward coming round in white coats stethoscopes and closed minds she's outside in the sun that despite the nurse’s wanting her on the ward not outside chain smoking a doctor with a nurse’s comes outside the doctor not happy you should be on the ward for our rounds not out here the quack said Nima sits on a seat her legs crossed the night dress with no belt reveals sight of her thighs and she smiles at the spark alive there in his eyes.
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May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 2:32 AM UTC
NIMA'S MOOD. 1967.
Nima's not in the mood for the quacks visiting the mental cases ward coming round in white coats stethoscopes and closed minds she's outside in the sun that despite the nurse’s wanting her on the ward not outside chain smoking a doctor with a nurse’s comes outside the doctor not happy you should be on the ward for our rounds not out here the quack said Nima sits on a seat her legs crossed the night dress with no belt reveals sight of her thighs and she smiles at the spark alive there in his eyes.
GIRL, HOSPITAL, MOOD, WARD, 1967
terry-collett
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May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 2:32 AM UTC
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