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Shades Ad Nauseam

She decides to call collect
And Brother Dad accepts the charge
Then listens while she rants:
 
"Really nothing to freak home about
Just the discipline and little else
Bound for Glory
Gagged for Paradise
He informs me that I have transgressed
Disregards my mewled protest"
 
The shades are getting darker still
And the demure one will have her day
Seems she's finally had her fill
But still finds him "more than cute"
For a psycho in an Armani suit.

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Written by crowfly
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