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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=568844" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Pink</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A blush of pink: <br>She'd caught a roving eye -<br>He gave a wink.<br>Her smile had played a shy <br>And quaint florescence; <br>The siren of pubescence<br>Drew him in.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She bade him touch her hair, <br>Suggesting that he dare<br>To kiss her pulsing lips! <br>E'er the fool a man, he did: <br>The drips of blood began to cheer -<br>And so, another rid: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tips of fangs are sharp, you know -<br>Dancing ivory feeds her soul -<br>See her claim a howl upon a chilling wind! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Slain, he lay across a crimson floor: <br>She grinned in her repletion.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A blush of pink; <br>Beneath a glowering sky<br>Her savoured drink<br>Was done.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> <br>Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">pink pink pink pink pink pink her blush<br>pink pink pink pink pink pink her blush<br>pink pink pink pink pink pink her blush<br>pink pink pink pink pink pink</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mark+R+Slaughter">Mark R Slaughter</a><div class=q>
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She'd caught a roving eye -
He gave a wink.
Her smile had played a shy 
And quaint florescence; 
The siren of pubescence
Drew him in.

She bade him touch her hair, 
Suggesting that he dare
To kiss her pulsing lips! 
E'er the fool..."></div>
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