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Sep 2020
licking their chapped lips
for a cool, wet sip. I’m no mug
of beer. Out of here!

Guys be
paying in dimes
for a **** time. I’m no
chocolate bar or penny candy
in a jar.

Guys be
humdrum in their compliments –
same old ****. I’m spent delivering
men a peep show for little
dough.
sandra wyllie
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