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[sid] => 2552
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => The Anonymous X
[time] => 2002-08-21 06:15:49
[hometext] => For Mr Clarke, my muse, my love, sadly, my teacher...
[bodytext] => He dragged me
Out of bed on Bitter Thursday mornings, Well, really, it was The thought of him Distributing homework warnings, Giving out the papers, Collecting in the smiles I'd imagine there was more Than grades Within his teachers files. But despite my crazy longings, His profession had to feature Not only was he twice my age Course, he was my teacher, So as I had to leave it, So painfully far from the sex, I remain in the mind of Mr Clarke The truly Anonymous "X". (Mr Clarke if you ever read this do Ring me when I'm 22!!) [comments] => 2 [counter] => 150 [topic] => 22 [informant] => phildel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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