Tricky Nicky always ran around town / She’s the type of girl who'll turn your frown upside-down / Five fucking minutes in the sack and you’ll return with a / Dozen roses and some weed to burn
Yet never a printed book withstands The urgence of your dimpled hands. So, though this book is for yourself, Let mother keep it on the shelf […]
Henrietta, her niece, looked much prettier than she really was; she had good dark eyes, to which a soupçon of rouge, put on with such skill that few suspected it, gave all possible brightness.
“I wanna know whoze been tellin bout me!” “Telling what?” asked Bunny. “Thaz what I wanna know. What they been tellin?”
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