Your sleeve is
Delicious
A tart little
Treat
An appetizer
For none the
Wiser
Gobbling up
Socks,
Shoes
And feet?
And you could
Say
I'm tactless
But the fact is
I'm mad
Since
I'm hidden
Under
Your mattress
Some worthless
Carry-on
Baggage
For an ill
Tempered
Actress
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