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She stood languidly under neon light Scant -clad bossom shine in erotic glory Her tresses dance flippantly like reeds of the niger Rag and ropes hung carelessly-gorgeously on curvy cliffs Her recklessly red lip Draw lustymen from the possessive warmth of their wary wives As tiro-ed lashes coquetishly Lead them to sheol.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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