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[title] => Spring is a Slut
[time] => 2012-04-02 08:07:16
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[bodytext] => Springtime,
The sun teases us like a stripper in the sky,
Exciting us with brief flashes of her proverbial breast,
She sends fantasies to our brains and drool from our mouths,
The thought of what may be to come sends our pulses racing,
People flock on the beach like punters in a strip joint,
She covers herself up with her rain cloud clothing,
The show is over; the rain begins to fall,
Spring is a slut; you can taste her in the rain.
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