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Real Man

The earth will end in fire So says the Sire For in scoatch all turns ash Ceasing the evil in gnash Annilating all immoral bids In Creators' stupendous deeds But in wintry i see love The compatible of hand and glove For if you hustle in chill for work Face in musk hiding a smirk Then a victor you are you need a coffee mug For real man in winter conquers the rag. *???????yetik*

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