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Sweet Sunday

14 April 2011

She walked naked down the street
Craving craving something to eat
What could there be for such a beauty
On this pretty sunny Sunday

Her hair long blonde and tangled
Her eyes lost, cursed, blue and deviled
She at one time had been a bright beauty
No one suspects why she’s beastly

Slobber drooling down her face
Giving her such an ugly grace
Dare ever be close to this beauty
A kiss to die from this sweetie

Shriveled dead turning to dust
No one can enjoy her deep lust
This naked mindless hungry beauty
Strolling along this sweet Sunday
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