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Saving Your Plums For Me
I am the bard's unleavened sins
using a quill to tongue the roux
stirring the litmus in your heart
as harrowing bones do part
saving your sweet plums for me
with metaphors to knead the bread
braced upon the phallus bassoon
before descending into the web
echoing from Oyster just wed
using a quill to tongue the roux
stirring the litmus in your heart
as harrowing bones do part
saving your sweet plums for me
with metaphors to knead the bread
braced upon the phallus bassoon
before descending into the web
echoing from Oyster just wed
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