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Poem	Love her he doesn't but the thought he puts into that young woman would launch a national product complete with TV spots & skywriting outlets in Bonn & Tokyo I mean it Let it be known that nine words have not passed between herself and Henry; looks, smiles. God help Henry, who deserves it all every least part of that infernal & unconscious woman, and the pain. I feel as if, unique, she . . . Biddable? Fates, conspire. -”Mr Bones, please. -”Vouchsafe me, Sleepless One, a personal experience of the body of Mrs Boogry before I pass from lust!
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