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To my Moneta (Other) by Bill Z Bub
If I could die with your sweat on my lips, I'd smile at the Devil and leave him a tip.

Up the ladder: Hands.
Down the ladder: My Thoughts

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Arithmetic Mean: 7.0
Weighted score: 5.094852
Overall Rank: 6104
Posted: February 14, 2009 5:11 PM PST; Last modified: February 14, 2009 5:56 PM PST
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[n/a] Bill Z Bub @ 99.239.12.102 | 15-Feb-09/10:59 AM | Reply
This is my St. Valentine's Day poem. Think Hallmark would buy it?
[6] nentwined @ 75.83.196.201 | 27-Feb-09/5:59 AM | Reply
awww. thasso sweet! :)
[8] SupremeDreamer @ 75.30.177.160 | 7-Mar-09/3:09 PM | Reply
Heh. How dare you be catchy in order to seduce hallmark cads to offer cash! Tsk. Here's an eight, you hallmark whore!
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