A LONG WAY DOWN FROM WORKPLACES,
WORKS A LADY IN A RETAIL STORE.
I SPOT HER THERE EACH TIME I BUY
AND WONDER HOW I COULD BREAK THE ICE.
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SO HONEY-SWEET HEAVY TO THE HONEY-COMB.
I FEAST MY EYES PENDING THE INSTANT TRUTH, This furious hate., you dwell deep into the mind and write about the ractions in clear cut words. thank u dear poet. tony
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SO HONEY-SWEET HEAVY TO THE HONEY-COMB. I FEAST MY EYES PENDING THE INSTANT TRUTH, This furious hate., you dwell deep into the mind and write about the ractions in clear cut words. thank u dear poet. tony