I say,dear,this bed is quite right.
Do you mean that itn dreams we fly kites?
You’re so clever you will soon be too bright.
Why,thank you so much,when’s your flight?
Can’t I stay here for our fight?
I have no clean pants to incite
I lust for your tender Goodnight.
Some folk can hide in plain sight.i
Don’t roll your eyes when they are bright.
Arthritis gives chastity frights
His heart failed but he functioned,well ,,quite.
Her heart pains gave thrills to their rites
They died but said heaven’s alright
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How my heart sings 