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Streaking Numbers
Little mouse wriggling like a worm
Dangling swaying to and fro
Bouncing buns with giant coat hooks
Floppy cushioned hairy chubby cheeks
Each issued with a recognized number
Placed upon each private part
Streaking in any particular numerical order
Drunks stagger from the Nelson
Determined to strip and join in
Badly torn shirts ripped jeans
With a trail o...
Friday 30th November 2012 4:36 pm
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