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The texture of a chair to a pot of vulgar gold
Contributed by
harmony
on
Monday, 24th December 2007 @ 09:57:37 PM in AEST
Topic:
fantasy
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Debbie dear have you touched the chair
I touched it and my fingers dissapeared
I was given the hands of a mythical prince
I was given this
Princess here is our pot of money that makes our room so bright
A vulgar gold
Our beauty sold
Copyright ©
harmony
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2007-12-24 21:57:37] (Date/Time posted on
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