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there was a young maiden named Pat
who swore to her first boyfriend she was intact
one night it was said
while they were in bed
she cried out oh alas I have finally lost it
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Wolf Avatar
April 14, 2025 at 8:57 PM
I read this as quite suggestive... but somehow I sense that it's not meant to be at all.
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April 14, 2025 at 11:58 PM
That's the beauty of poetry Gershon. One can read and interpret any way they decide. Thanks for reading
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