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Away She Blows

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Why am I strange when love is not?
The ship goes up like a sailor's cot.
I think I am and shall be so.
The meaning you see will forever go.

a wife's lament by Simmonslick

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tazz317tazz317almost 12 years ago
THE SAILORS BUNK

is triced up in the a.m. TK U MLJ LV NV

duddle146duddle146about 17 years ago
Questions

Why? ~ A brief explanation will suffice.

LeBrozLeBrozover 17 years ago
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A wife's lament ~ isn't that one of the defining characteristics of being a wife?

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