Pupendo
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I wasn't
much older when you plied me

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with current and herb wine.
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But I was a lot younger.
Anyway...

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What could you do? She's of age.
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Scratch your eyes out.
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She's not
as innocent as you think.

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-This one's new: "I awake..."
-"I awake in fear..."

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-"...the formless dump of time."
-Hey, they're just kid's poems.

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-"Your wings sleep like angels."
-She's fallen in love.

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Oh, my God. Who with?
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She'll eventually
find some schoolmate...

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-with current wine.
-I didn't want to.

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I've got a lot more.
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Relax. You know
what I think of poetry.

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"Rainbow
marble lost in the sand..."

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-Damn... It's so sweet.
-I just skimmed over them.

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-You didn't even read them?
-Come on, I want to teach her.

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-I don't care about the rest.
-I'd be ashamed to say that.

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-But not to read her letters?
-She's my daughter.

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-She kissed this one all over.
-Yeah, it looks drooled on.

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-How's she supposed to learn?
-Okay!

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So show me...
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Hey, don't go grabbing at it!
Watch your manners.

:33:56
The coat looks a bit thrown
together. It needs some work.


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