."there's been a murder!" love laced, she said
as she bats her eyes at me again.
she's got a classic sense, a glassy feel;
a real whore with style.
we all know she's a flirt,
"be careful boy, you might get hurt."
her skirt floats like a ghost,
it's wrapped up all around my bed po.
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