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Little Red Rabbit
He dressed her in velvet,
His little rabbit.
He coveted her sweetness.
She was his drug habit.
Bloody kisses bite her lip
But it's ok, he loves her right?
His perfect partner, perfect wife,
Slap her nearly every night.
Takes her out in his expensive gift.
He chose it, she must wear it,
She feels embarrassed, tarted up,
Don't say it, touch-paper lit.
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Tuesday 31st January 2017 4:49 pm
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