It was Friday evening, and downstairs at MAL,I was weaving a storm, ensnaring an old pal.@kevinbnyc
It was Friday evening, and downstairs at MAL,I was weaving a storm, ensnaring an old pal.@kevinbnyc was awash with delight,For he relished in constriction on that very night.For the hours that followed, he became my bound boy,Though brief, it was quite an honor and a joy!-The poet lariat -- source link
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