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(Stop and do it)
I went walking over backbones,
i broke my stiletto,
and we were so cold.
and like a February's corpse we froze
and so the song goes,
and we were among those
far from the Holy Ghost.
and when the Body was received i shrieked.
out of flirtation,
i screamed,
out of exasperation, and fascination.
And so for all of us,
Lustful or our of ***,
we are the sanest bunch.
and over backbones we will ride to meet for lunch.