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for those who serve

my bodyguard’s name

is guido

and i am unsure

how many poets

garner

such a luxury

but he

is my right hand man

my protector

my valet

my chaffeur

my daddy

my early release for time served 

my reward

for every creep

who ever smelled the blood

in my little girl panties

 

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