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Blackhead Poems - Poems about Blackhead


Premium Member Lady Mondegreen
...She walked the night like dynamite her rice sparkled in the moonlight; blackhead of hair flowing astray. She was a huntress, he; her spray. A mouth shaped with deepest dread slowly spoke. As h......

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Categories: blackhead, humor,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Reflection on the Important Things