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Of Teens, then Twenties, then Thirties galore All breed Divine your Best Manlihood's spent So in spare the Words; Waste Language for more Spawn Fourty Tempters your Hormones relent And who is to Blame given such Stage we Live Even though imply some Old Crone's Counsel Were your Stones by the Road; Much your Peers sieve These Drunken Records pinch by the Handle Your Smile caused the Crime. That which we Remind Where Better Models make such Style unique Yet - not Enough. Be that Mum's Genes in Kind Assures your Mark which the World dares to Speak. Tell me again. Why the Added Arms you Knead Though Bread bakes its own more Sugar you plead?
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May 30, 2013
May 30, 2013 at 2:46 AM UTC
SONNET TRIBUTE SUNDRY - TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY THREE - TOM DALEY
Of Teens, then Twenties, then Thirties galore All breed Divine your Best Manlihood's spent So in spare the Words; Waste Language for more Spawn Fourty Tempters your Hormones relent And who is to Blame given such Stage we Live Even though imply some Old Crone's Counsel Were your Stones by the Road; Much your Peers sieve These Drunken Records pinch by the Handle Your Smile caused the Crime. That which we Remind Where Better Models make such Style unique Yet - not Enough. Be that Mum's Genes in Kind Assures your Mark which the World dares to Speak. Tell me again. Why the Added Arms you Knead Though Bread bakes its own more Sugar you plead?
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May 30, 2013
May 30, 2013 at 2:46 AM UTC
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