Pull my daisy, fill my cup.
Fill my heart with music…
Don’t play dating
Games.
Love me for me.
Sans redundancy.
You shake with ambition.
I shake in anticipation of your
Determination.
So pull my
Hair,
But not too hard,
I might get
Weary of your incoming intellectual distraction.
Swill and sow,
And swine alike we all
Drink from the same glass,
Don’t we?
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