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Big boGttomeDd fraulAein, putG your weDight on me A
GSaid theD pygmy to the wAhore
GDesperateD for more in hiAs assaEult upon the mouDntain A
little mGan hiDs youthA a fountain overGdrafted Dand still cAounting
GvernaculDar verbose A
an aGttempt in gettinDg cloAse to whEere he came fromD A
in the dooGrway of tDhe starsA, between BlanGdford StreeDt and Mars A
GpropositDionA dealG, fDly butAton feel
EtesticleD testing,E wallet ever buDlging A
Gdressed to the lDeft divulging thAe wriGnkles of hisD years A
wedding Gbell indDuceAd fearsG shedding beDll Aend tears
in the pocEket of her resisDtance A
internaGtional assiDstaAnce flowing generouGs and fuDll A
to hGis never-readDy tool A
pulls his eyesG over heDr wool A
Eand he shudders as he cDomes
Eand my rudder slowly tuDrns me into the MAarylebone Road E
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