Feeling. Of
Wedding frocks
All old and new
And borrowed and
Blue
Someone sundances
Shoreline in her mind of mine
Collecting bugs and drugs
Keeping away your hugs
Unfit
Princess
Pander me this
If it were spilling out of me
Somehow
You'd
Apologize profusely
Pander me thus
Toothless art hound
Barking
Baying
Lightly
No lesson to be found
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