Love poem 12

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The young lady was not afraid  Of the judging people  She shaved her head And dressed as a nun  Couples with the Yeti  Her skillled lover He was aroused and confused at the sight Of her new look.  She kisses him  As awar to reassure him that it was her And not a stranger.  She couples with the yeti  Having her way with him.  He realized it was his lover.  The gently kiss And she take him to the poppy field In the poppy field the young lady plucks two poppies  One behind her ear and one behind his.  There the knee and kiss.

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