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I met a girl who was like free verse. Nothing good to see - Hair frizzed up static; couldn't be worse. Sung worser than a turkey but her goodness nearly made me burst. I met a girl who was like rhyming verse and she didn't make no nothing sense because all she did was rhyme time and there wasn't no speeching just singing like in opera where you go to feel smart but wouldn't get anything without watching her and her beautiful braids, blonde like Marilyn and probably as senseless too.

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Date: 5/9/2016 10:44:00 AM
It seems an ars poetica, but also a tender song of experience. Eternal female/femininity always inspires and fascinates the poets` imagination. Congrat
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