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Egyptian Roses

Stop a wasp
In a test tube
With a castrated cork
Place it on a string of virgin pearls
Wear it around your naked neck

Take an envelope
Place a snap shot inside
Yours
And your dying wasp
Around your nude collar

Then seal it
Tongue to glue
Oxygen grows thin
Send it to your beloved
You left your wasp to die in that test tube

So what does that make you?

A strumpet without a fool

Take a look. That slipper is on the wrong foot.
Written by starz_n_peaches (Little Miss Maxwell)
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