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Music of a cobblestone missionary.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

The girl on the bus.

I like her complexion
and glass on her face
and flop ridden sandals
and dirt fallen trace.

The fish in her eyes swim
and blushing the cheeks
and rings upon rings on;
stick with me for weeks.
Posted by Agent Jellie at 2:29 PM

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