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The fat girl with
her lies and
imaginary entourage
"My male harem"
she calls it.
She can fuck her imaginary lovers.
I prefer the real thing.

For the Man at the 7-Eleven

For your information,
I am a woman
not a "girlie"
And my name is not
"Hey Baby"
And I don't want to
So don't ask.

Jesus at the Gas Station

Jesus works at the gas station
on Tampa and Rinaldi
I think he's Jewish
But I know he's not a carpenter.

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