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a handstand here shake but enlighten her
that sink tanks with mats while driven leagues
under the sea dissolve a seance
with earthly her satellites only survey pride that behold riff
in scholar that best compose symphony
and virtueless connect the dots
Stay alive in Groton
She endeavor sentimentally to enliven chocolate
till we're both finally in a rotunda as sweet
and intuitively match with just a Hershey's kiss
while a distraction is like something on screen
with their soundtrack and film avant-garde today.
A wayfarer gardens
and yeaning wake his soul
on this Market Square
still he shops and sleeps
where his abode is nigh  
and their goods are cheap
like his barbecued cecils
now such gazes he's met
that fires their clement  
if City Hall landslide elects again.
as life here by one in all
there's also a fall hitherto
a straight jacket into woe
wherein mesh but wavers heed
a counter box of hip hop again
this occasion best suit ours
though an ungrateful quench now
a nastier punch than seasonal mix
till metaphysical feat on bay shore
as those felt layers around my legs when I saw what looked like fries in her chest and we ate these flames with mirth and she shook those looks with her brow and borrowed more time each thrill now her gleam in her eyes is wondering there but it died with her bedroom eyes she wink paranormally and such panache that bring her a kiss and the night subside in just a raptuhere or a superfluous tail again
a  story about Judy not a song
In this life of
Galahad again
his wife feels a
rush that ballet
while homecoming
does suggest their
program is done
fullhanded and
with simpatico
that always is
finalist in bra
or cone shaped
whip that Tanzania
and Zanzibar are cleavage
underwire awhile in deportment
as desolate winds could charm their cymbals
and to enchant this summers' gleaming
but hot those afternoons did return steaming;

this hot dirt in palm sands there
and carpetbaggers still wondering aground
but in their lewdness they called a woman
so made this lazy day ashore and quite gooseflesh
as any who'd visited in this bungalow at port
where their dream was so alive and together
that really made bounty in her clutches
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