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My Three Real Life Crush's

Number One She's tall and over fifty with black and grey wavey hair She comes to the library so often I sometimes wonder why she's there She like all the rest of us plays her on line games I find myself looking at her and don't even know her name Number Two Also at the library works another over fifty Her frizzy red hair turns me on and I find it kind of nifty Sometimes I can't help myself I stare until the door closes I know she suspects my following eyes that see's her movement as poses Number Three The picture of innocence this third one can proclaim Her kindergarten teacher image has me going quietly insane Her perfect face and perfect eyes Almost never wears a smile It's part of her jaded image Her "I'm so cool" style

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