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i met her up on brandon hill
her chin stuck forth like a windowsill
such were the squareness of her jaw
and she had but one other flaw
garbed in gothic head to toe
she prattled like a throttled crow

nor did her barbed-wire hair entice
nor blackened eyes that looked me twice
yet compensation were enjoyed
observing how her bosom buoyed
and to this day i do not know
the tag bestowed this rasping crow.

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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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there's only the now, so lighten up! love to all xxx
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Quite descriptive .Amidst her flaws there was at least one comeliness.I think same applies to every human on earth.In the midst of series of flaws there would always be at least one particular comeliness which one's eyes would enjoy beholding.I enjoyed my read,thanks for sharing, Gunnar Hedlund.

...muchly appreciated.


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