after bed and breakfast ours

.

                the visitor gasps at my
                            wonder
                  az if i were about to
                        chastise her
                                for
                    'hind this recliner
                          she were
                   with the noth'n but
                        hern tresses
                           az if the 
                      seethal mirror
                           smoked

                            or not

                           not yet
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