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campground'sing
.
naked
az the moon'z
bright
az the
"follow the bouncing ball"
'pon the splintered tables
'bout the camp fire'z
flicks
'side her colonel potter's
sized tent
'twixt hern hip's limbz
each
too
mine nod
too
mine
heavy breathe
yep
mine
wink
Copyright ©
James Peranteau
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