a sex poem


claw

kill the bra,gaul of it all is to see the saw.paul killd lust and trusts another,we werther bout sin an doubt when no one out there gives a care about dem kids.little people on towns of wrinkle.wheres the single person/still lurkin at juries?impure needs,weeds and hackets.all a racket.



Poetry by to-wit
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Written on 2006-12-30 at 10:37

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