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Poets who are virgins? listen to Mr. Haiku. (Haiku) by Don-Quixote Illusions are fed
with the moot thoughts of grandeur-
Can't fuck with a pen.
So you're a virgin-
trying to score with poems?
keep those lips still.
And do remember
to caress her lips lento-
letting them quiver
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