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Like a cigarette

Bro,tell me please
To your heart's content
Enjoying a French kiss
In squeezing out
The nectar of their lady-hood
Not remiss,
Are the lasses
A cigarette
For a while you keep
By your chest
To burn them to ashes
And ignominiously
Squash them down
Under your heels?

For men  who take(suck) away everything they need from a woman and run away!

Love selfish fickle Platonic

◄ To hide a bloodstined hand

An overriding national feeling ►

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