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Tuesday, 12 February 2013

POEM: On Watching a Short Extract of 'For Your Eyes Only'


Deep-sea pot collector,
Embrace the flippered lover,
Follow the turtle,
and hoover the sea-bed.
Dance among the columns,
Then fuck on a boat.
Posted by Howard Catswell at 11:07

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