Phil Easy Welborn
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Undaunted And Dauntless I Be
When would there to say,
The stirring starts again on that day.
I will launch thd campaign as of old
That of Alexander and Napoleon
But not for greed power or land! or lust!
But to win her precious heart,
That I must.
That French blood simmering down in me
Endearments of my lips,
Flying off a building on a kite,
Anything for the attention of this one and only
Will I put it crude (woman-it's you alone I need)
Or will I put it lewd:
To kiss each cheek of your butt, drink wine
Out of your navel, drop down on my ...