She Could Be
J
James McLain
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The temptress ravaging mind of thought
her deeds merry Kay
she could be the lion
kicking my abalones but she wont
the fruit of her write she goes on
loving and laughing transgress back in time
youth full days pulled on back
monsters slain of old
keep them down on the groung
letting the day pass us bye for another is true
to the heart
the land where you lay and say...lets do another..
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