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It's much too late
for rhyming young ladies
and gentleman lovers
ride whores all the same.

To what do I owe it?
my sensation brothers:
America's charming
young men in the sand.

And bring on the tran-band
for hearts broken laces
to tie up a ribbon
and grasp, hand-in-hand.

To what do I owe it?
My gift upon gifting,
allowing me madly
in love with this race

unshakable beauty.
Unfaultered by midnight
and sixteen's too early
to learn of this beast.

Just hesitate darling
awaiting, just waiting
and never once blame them
for gorging this feast.