edvard'z tramp'd thru thuh Testaments

.
                              "who are you"
                          forth it's lip's garble
         whilst mine duke's digits roamed it's taut

                                   "what"
                        again past thoze thick
                                     well
                                out forth'd
                                   "what"
                                    save
                                  "mmm"

                              i called it she
                                she called i 
                                      he

                                   roused 
                                   'bout it
                                   now az  
                                      we
                              lay'd together
                               forth'n them
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