poeti cramblings
the next door Russian lady was mowing her front lawn and every time she got to the edge of the yard she took off an article of clothing. gah!- i learned my lesson. next time i'm gonna stop watching after the sandals come off.
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it's too early fyodor this shit anyway
what we need is a warm mantle and
fall asleep times in the giant neverending
not motor belch and smell that
terror learned was painted eyes
not hit n' blister old wrinkly skin
fighting to be free of white linen
big old Russian hips
time to feed the cats
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it's too early fyodor this shit anyway
what we need is a warm mantle and
fall asleep times in the giant neverending
not motor belch and smell that
terror learned was painted eyes
not hit n' blister old wrinkly skin
fighting to be free of white linen
big old Russian hips
time to feed the cats
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