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Posted: 09 Nov 2007 20:58 [ permalink ] 
Poor pensive lover, in this place
Would frig upon his mother's face
When rows of mandrakes tall did rise
Whose lewd tops fucked the very skies.
Each imitative branch does twine
In some loved fold of Arentine,
And nightly now beneath their shade
Are buggeries, rapes and incests made.
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