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How to Bleed (Free verse) by MacFrantic

Do it slowly And grimace Watch the red drops dance But never stray Never bleed alone Close your eyes Bleed in silence And be thankful that Your heart still beats

Stephen Robins 3-Jul-06/3:37 AM
I am not an accountant. I can prove this. I have a sun tan, I have a finely tailored suit - not of the machine washable variety - my shirts do not have pockets and my cuffs are double at the wrist rather than cut off at the elbow. I do not find auditing whether a company has as many paperclips as it states in its accounts even remotely horny. I have never paid for sex, usually because I am too pissed by that stage to do anything but wet myself. The only 360 degree appraisal I have ever conducted has been in a mirror whilst rubbing my colossal manhood. I do, however, find the new regulations surrounding corporate governance and the role of accountants and their consulting services so exciting that I arc ropes of cum over my belly a bit like spiderman throwing a cobweb.




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