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Mein Fritter Lass Thou! by Jubal Algonquin Printer Friendly

Mein fritter lass thou!

An angel on loan from Heaven

Alluring as dice

No craps

Not a game of chance

But a cinch

to me

Mein fritter lass thou!

Her lips constructed of wine

When I slakefully imbibe

my breath is not sour

with the tang of drink

But sweet

with the gentle huff of Love


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