Deir
Saccharine
Bombs
Came
From
De
Left
From
De
Right
From
De
Right
From
De
Left
But
Blasted vainly like thrown sandballs
Against a concrete wall
On
Deir
Target
Modelled
On
To
Her
Abode
Like
Air
Aiming
To
Reach
Lungs
De bewildered bombers brainstormed,
Maybe she does not possess straight tickles! ”
Maybe she is heterotickled, but her hunch warns dat guys like you
Only understand one night stand” ……………………I asked dem
Maybe..………………................................................Was deir reply
We need a stable stand from de one night stand......I asked dem
Maybe..………………................................................Was deir reply
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