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Friday, November 21, 2008

Lollipop

You're my bright red, sticky, licky thing.
You've stained my lips, and to my jeans you cling.
You're too sweet made with so much taste,
Unfortunately you must be replaced.

Posted by Andrea at 4:05 PM

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