Love poem 13

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It was dark Raining.... monsoons  And cold.  There the Yeti and the young woman  Have their way with eachother As they kiss And make love The yeti gently strokes his delecate lovers freshly shaved head. He kisses her on that shiny head.  He undressed her slowly  And kissed her and her body as he undressed her.  Universal beauty is a shaved head.

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