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[title] => The Lass
[time] => 2009-07-22 09:57:06
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[bodytext] => Forsooth unfurl now in your small But fanatical ways. Too Much tabasco sauce, a smattering Of fernticles upon the hair. The Woman's on par with a mosaic, her Polar bodies span the ocean. So let That wet the fortuities There, As the dial of eyes can caracole In amusement for days Before The waves--its herd of tides. The curly foam. And sheep's wool you would wear And have surfed. A pearl-- A pearl you now Unfurl In the arcuate glee of slamming clams, As you are adventurous. O, troughed chimera, composite glass-- And that is young one hand of the Lass. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 154 [topic] => 73 [informant] => screwge [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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