Free Love
A foxy fugitive
Took a French leave in France
Running away from a freezing point
Later, she found her fresh face in the foyer of a freeman freudman
And her fragrance in his free love
After many a fully full moon
Wherein French kisses had went on with many French letters.....
Five months later, she was found with child.
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