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She Wal -you knO'llr--easy.
So one night I took her back
in my father's workshop

for a roll
in the wood shavings.
She wouldn't "open up"
if you know what I mean.
But instead she drank all my wine
.Iii ate all my bread.
"You're inside me" she whispered
after she'd eaten everything.
I don't understand.
I swear I never touched her:"

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We were all hungry.
I asked someone for their bread .Iii fish
sayi.ng: "Don't worry peop~e,

I'll feed you."
The man clutched his .bread s fish.
"Listen ~ you'll get it back an hundred-fold"
I toM him.
"Nothing doing" he cried. "I paid my last
nick~ for this meal, Ai me .Iii Zima

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