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The Lousy Bitch

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sat, legs fully
agate,
shivering, while slithering
her fingers up
and down
her thigh asking,
"Do you want too
eat my
cookie?"
I replied,
"I hate peanut-butter."
She then said,
"How about a brisk,
stiff walk?
I have a
lot of
unused energy,"
still sitting,
fully
agate.
"Will you come please?"
Stressing please.
I thought,
and wondered,
then said,
"Yea, I
think it's
raining,
How about that
cookie?"
She never
sat
fully
agate
again.