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SHADY LADY

I KNOW A LADY WHO IS SHADY SHE ALWAYS STAYS IN THE GRAVY HER MOUTH STAYS MOVIN', HER WORDS ARE CONFUSING SHE'LL NEVER LEARN HOW TO STOP MIXING NON FICTION AND SELF CONFLICTED ADDICTION; SHE'S TOO HOT FOR THE SHADE HER TONGUE IS A BLADE THAT CUTS HER COMIN' AND GOIN'; I HEARD HER RECITING SOME LYRICS I MOVED CLOSER JUST SO I COULD HEAR THEM HER RYTHEM WAS BLAND EVEN WITH THE BEAT OF THE BAND SO THE CROWD STARTED JITTERING AWAY MAYBE THE SHADY LADY WILL DRINK THE GRAVY AND SWOLLOW THE BLADES DOWN HER THROAT THE CROWD WILL COME TO ACTION AND GET SADISFACTION IN RUNNING SHADY LADY AWAY.

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Date: 3/21/2014 6:40:00 PM
I thought for a moment, you knew my loving sister? Your poem expresses some real affection in the end. ~~Thanks for sharring your poem.
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