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When you came, you were like red wine and honey,And the taste of you burnt my mouth with its sweetness.Now you are like morning bread,Smooth and pleasant.I hardly taste you at all for I know your savour,But I am completely nourished.
August 07, 2008 at 02:48 PM | Permalink
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August 07, 2008 at 10:16 PM
Down, boy! She's been dead since 1925. Though maybe she could be featured in a pornographic zombie movie.
August 07, 2008 at 10:47 PM
She was also a lesbian.
August 08, 2008 at 10:41 AM
Wine, bread... I think we might have a religious poem on our hands, here....
August 12, 2008 at 01:11 AM
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