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Another Laugh

A couple of lucky ends
She undoes my Sabbath
Why do I always?
Smell bacon

I don't know how I got here
She's fantastic!
I lick her pulse
She beams reward

I'm at their church
The synagogue
I sneak in
As is our way

I have the sense of humor
At times
At odd times
But existing, still

Not that still
Just yet
Soon enough
Bastard!
Written by Spanker
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