Friday, August 24, 2012

Her Heart Comments

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Among the swarm of fledging eaglet, must, my mouth broach, whenever she whirl,
Wink, pink brows show innocent gesture of lonely home girl,
whence she appear, come wilful wiles, buzzing around to infect her with promiscuity,
Blushes a bit, she may, or not, call their effort, negativity.
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