Chris Embrick - My Favorite Tits
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2014-11-07
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There is no solace like a tit
to fill me with delight.
Sparrows are a messy lot
and crows a raucous sight.
Robins leave us with the spring
and bluebirds go their way.
But tits upon my window sill
warm this winter day.
Chris Embrick
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-favorite-tits/
to fill me with delight.
Sparrows are a messy lot
and crows a raucous sight.
Robins leave us with the spring
and bluebirds go their way.
But tits upon my window sill
warm this winter day.
Chris Embrick
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-favorite-tits/
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