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I'm fond of the locs
rope like strands
she calls dreadlocks
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help! help! help!
the voice of an old blind man
with his deserted grand son
whose mother has fled to town
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I'm Fond Of

I'm fond of the locs
rope like strands
she calls dreadlocks

I'm fond of the bust
and wasp like waist
I had always missed

I'm fond of the shape
for which I go ape
to stop their gape.

I'm fond of the love
the only one I have
we all let it drive

I'm fond of the lips
and her sexy hips
in her slinky outfits

I'm fond of everything
that's worth mentioning
yet it's unending

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