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By Rhetoric Date: 2001 Dec 17 Comment on this Work [[2001.12.17.16.03.29502]] |
| You caught me with my hand in the goody jar this time, didn't you? What's a girl to do with years of experience 'neath her belt and nobody (I said nobody) to play with? Surely you can't expect me to climb that tree just once a blue's night-light in the sky? Oh, darling! You make me rich through knowledge and filled all the way up to the brim with playful gifts to sit on my shelf. But, in times like these, sweet cherry blossoms need plucked. I deserve a fair whack on my bottom to make this one right. Don't I? |