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[sid] => 64076
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => For him
[time] => 2004-09-17 07:09:21
[hometext] => He knows who he is
[bodytext] => He drives me to distraction He drives me up the wall I tell myself, I don’t need him In truth I need him all. Why do I need him, this I ask? What does he do for me? Men can be mine for the asking I hear them beg and plea. I think it is his accent (sexy) The subtle play on words The things he doesn’t say to me The crazy and absurd. He makes me mad, but I am putty In this sweet love game I hope I make him sweat at least I hope i am his flame. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 148 [topic] => 55 [informant] => veramouse [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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