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Kissy, Kissy

Kissing you was cold and messy!
What is worse, I caught the flu

Kissing him was warm as bliss,
so thrilling that my heartbeat missed!

Kissing her was short and sweet,
I missed her mouth and kissed her cheek.

I've had such a funny week
all kisses with no time to speak!

Submitted: Friday, August 24, 2012
Edited: Saturday, August 25, 2012


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  • Danny Draper (8/27/2012 7:18:00 AM)

    Kissy, kissy, kissy, kissy no wonder you have been so busy!

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