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Some things marinate, others poison (Free verse) by MacFrantic By the measure of my mind
Awash in toxic turpentine
Fellows chase maids, instigated
Dancing 'round chaos created
Lewd, unsteady hands
What is it you don't understand?
She's much too good for you
Even if your words ring true
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