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I was gonna write about cotton

My favourite kind
Heather grey
Thin and flimsy
washed over
and over

on your ass cheek

Except I can’t even remember whose ass I’m remembering

This entry was written by Joey, posted on July 6, 2010 at 3:40 am, filed under Writing and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

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