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Thou Art God

Thou art God, O Naked Girl, And all of Thee be fine. I, too, God, With air for wearing, And all of Me be Thine. Come! Let's roll upon the bed And set the springs a-singing; Two into One, God unto God, Our virginity far-flinging!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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