"Women."
Tell me about it.
She's sweeping up everything,
Swaying layers of fabric
Seduction like a daily thing.
A pole-cat, pole-cat
Swinging from a tree.
Underneath
All the dead grass of a summer trespass
The Milky Way encircled by a steering wheel
And if the Big Band rages on,
We two will live forever.
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Keep On Swinging,
Hang On That Tree,
Acrobatic Panda.
But what about calling it amateur pornography instead? You seem like you're more referring to the pornography than creating it/describing it forthright.
And I don't understand 'And if the Big Band rages on,' so much. Can you make that part more beefy?
I could... but where's the beef?
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