Kiss me like today
Is Draft Day, and your birthdate
Has been called to serve.
Virgin shivering
Push deep inside, Pop!, Bleeding
First tooth extraction.
I swore you off
So I french your drunk new girlfriend
Second-hand kissing
You love is like a
Haiku with thirteen syllables:
Just not enough.
The sound of your voice
Makes me wet...oh stop...no stop...
Stop! I'm lactating!
Worst obituary writer quits.
No one took him seriously!
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