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Is there anything to compare to your smile?
I slept on it and thought a while...
what of the women of my past?
AH! they could all kiss my ass, because the love of all those years could'nt compare to your smile, ear to ear
then i look at nature too,
the greens the red's and the blues.
they're all put to shame from you!
i can't quit thinking of those perfect lips,
full and fine like a dancers hips.
And When you flashed those pretty teeth, Hell froze over underneath

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