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In bed on Sunday morning, She runs her big toe lazily Up and down my naked calf Leaving thin white lines Where her toenail meets my skin. She says she loves me, and I say My heart is a trailer park Crowded with feelings for her. She asks innocently, "Lots of feelings?" by Doug Tanoury |
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