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Blood of the Poet
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"Which do you love, my body or my mind?" |
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"What a question! so tricky yet sincere |
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You've got a nice little tail like a deer." |
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"I'm not kidding around now. My behind |
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Turns you on, but is that all you can find?" |
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"Unchain your bra, (not to mention my fear): |
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The bulge in my pants in your pants is sheer." |
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"Never mind! Women get even up here." |
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"Let me help you here, Hey! just being kind!" |
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"Now hold your horses until I get through ..." |
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"Thank God Allah's lushness is unconfined!" |
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"Keep out of the garden, you devil, you!" |
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"Nipples beg pink, my deer; Roosters hook true; |
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I wouldn't mind standing inside of you." |
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