A First Line Prompt - Not For Contest
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Outside the city where the pomegranates grow,
He feasted his eyes on her huge boobies on show
These were the fruits he most wanted to pluck
He was tempted but didn’t want to chance his luck
She looked him up and down and said ‘don’t even try’
Or I’ll punch you you moron right in the eye
5th April 2016
Copyright © Jan Allison | Year Posted 2016
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