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Benchmark Woman
The rot set in with the Ten Commandments
Setting standards that can never be met
Its the same when it comes to women
There's always one that you can't forget
Benchmark woman you haunt me
None ever compared with your charms
Lovely women come and lovely women go
None repeated such magic in my arms
A prototype female is a bit of a burden
A touchstone to make your ...
Monday 27th April 2020 10:53 am
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