What?
Almost more than I could stand,The beauty queen from Samarkand
Came home with me.
She took my hand,
Led me to bed, but I'll be damned.
“She” proved to be a man.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2019-06-21 at 16:33
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