I almost tossed it out contest
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The day was long, her eyelashes longer batting them, only drove my lust stronger I was light on my feet, she’d light fingers I traversed hot coals, yet coldness lingers How cruel this night, corrupt and broken Rolex watch gone, one silk hose her token (I almost tossed it out), but couldn’t part that laddered stocking, of a high-class tart
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