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December 19, 2014
…and age old eggs
with a highland twist,
stolen from the nest
with deft of wrist.
…and beige emerged
when stripped back nude;
no satisfaction
for a prude.
…and soothing cream
used as a crutch,
when piles no longer,
sore to touch.
All these and more
have been duly noted,
and stored as evidence,
in a case, misquoted.
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