not that I was wrinkling anymore
th'kefir here she's plent
and justice tr'eyes
to belt tune tongued out
lace lain crostic upon
shawdy should(erst)while
darling of the damby drines
young sinecure with drapes
gone drawled in mind
against the rind
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