she look'd first

.

                         aaah
                      therefore
              az not to be informal
                         front
                     the formal
                  i'll not mention
            her auburn tress's locks
            cascading her shoulderz
                 fundament rest'd

                          nor
                her mamma's firm
                       i meant
                      profound

                yet worst which i 
                    st stutter'd
                      the lock
                      hern lips
                 inviting mine in
                 to her bedroom
                         eyne
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