WELL IT WENT
Well it went the way it went and
that was that. I loved her lovely lips.
I watched those sailing ships, while
thinking (I'll admit) of only her lovely
hips. I am captivated easily like that.
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Once the moment passed, this funny
monster showed up, a guy with cookies,
who talked real fast. If he had been
telling jokes, and I suppose if he was
a crook, I'd be able to call him a funny
mobster as well. But, no, it wasn't so.
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Here, back to my heart's love affair
with dramatic fiction, I kissed those
lips, my hands went ranging, and
everything turned out swell, well,
it went well, I hear tell.
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