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THE LITTLE MATCH - GIRL
She did not trade with matches 1000 but cheap wine Mr. Andersen and she would exchange herself for a moan of Babylon coins It was not in winter but in summer, sir not in snow but just round the corner pale legs in the pale sun and she got them after God's Creation Wrapped not in a shall but in mastery of the local hairdresser shackled in a corset not with the flame of matches she tempted but with her eyebrows' fire Lady Rogue a harlot a regular whore, Mr. Andersen lonely |
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