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Why 97? it could just have easily been 970 or 9700. Just take a shortwalk around town and you soon lose count of the deformities. By the way -what's that growing on your back?" 97 lovers, twisted out of shape andjust one kiss could get them straight. I know a woman with a picture of
Roger Moore in a short towelling dressing gown pinned to her bedroom wall.
She married a man who works on a building site. Now they make love beneath
Roger every Friday night. 97 lovers, twisted out of shape, and just onekiss could set them straight. 97 lovers rose to meet the sun and when theday was over there were only 91. Another I knew, she laughs too loud withher friends; playing it safe on the surface to give her heart time to mend. Then one day without warning he walks unannounced through the door and hepicks her heart up off the table. He watches it smash on the floor. 97lovers twisted out shape and just one kiss could set them straight.
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