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campground'sing

.
              naked
         az the moon'z
              bright

              az the 
"follow the bouncing ball"
'pon the splintered tables
   'bout the camp fire'z
              flicks
 'side her colonel potter's 
           sized tent

  'twixt hern hip's limbz
              each

               too
           mine nod
               too
              mine
       heavy breathe
              yep
             mine
             wink

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