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Yet, exhausted from your Revelries come Hijacked the Keeper and composed your own Bake For your Little Lady of Plums succumb Eager her drumming palms nibble your Make Ah! Mum's Decree, I see? At least your Aunt Forged her own errands so you could decide A Tip, though, before your Swollen Lips haunt: This Caramel Kiss tastes better in Kind But what's this? Brownies? Or that busted Fudge Revealed its Bitter Passion up-hand caught Shrunk into Pips; Yet can carefully budge To skip-rope her Smile; Then her Pumpkin's bought. Nuts and Chunks taste good. But so should your Sense Of Open-Screened Doors; Then block-out the Fence.
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Mar 19, 2013
Mar 19, 2013 at 1:43 AM UTC
SONNET TRIBUTE SUNDRY - ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY SEVEN - TOM DALEY
Yet, exhausted from your Revelries come Hijacked the Keeper and composed your own Bake For your Little Lady of Plums succumb Eager her drumming palms nibble your Make Ah! Mum's Decree, I see? At least your Aunt Forged her own errands so you could decide A Tip, though, before your Swollen Lips haunt: This Caramel Kiss tastes better in Kind But what's this? Brownies? Or that busted Fudge Revealed its Bitter Passion up-hand caught Shrunk into Pips; Yet can carefully budge To skip-rope her Smile; Then her Pumpkin's bought. Nuts and Chunks taste good. But so should your Sense Of Open-Screened Doors; Then block-out the Fence.
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Mar 19, 2013
Mar 19, 2013 at 1:43 AM UTC
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