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Staying In Front

Not the best option at the battlefield! One need not guess what it might at last yield. For The Lucky bullets that missed targets, For the less so Take-Away for maggots... You dream not of daring a real war front, Save you can humans and animals hunt: For those who can trains with long coaches shunt: The severest swipes or blames take their brunt. A different picture:The Front of Halls! The Caroline there center of cat calls; Honest shows of one being pushed to the wall, Until one has succumbed to an asked ball... Prelude to lucky dates for the singles: In the front one first gets the shared pringles, Wherefore clubbing friend Kathleen would grunt, Upon being asked to vacate her prized front; Every front taking for Lord God's Grant And eased out, from her lips squeeze out a rant

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