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Leprechaun, v. 1, issue 4, March 1945
Page 7
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L e p r e c h a u n 7 GORDON A. GULLICUTTY: Nigh, And the moonswept, Starflecked glow of your eyes... Here, in your bosom's dreamy warmth, In the cloudlashed dreamy secrets Of you, who will Know? Dawn came... Squittering, squittering, over the hills and into the shadowed, turdous pockets of night. You stirred in my arms; Your pock-marked, granulous, sleep- stinking body, albumined and sticky under the thighs. You raised your lips to be kissed -- Your round, swollen breasts urine-yellow In the sickly new light of the dawn. And the new day was here: Squittering, squittering, squittering... Hermit kept a Whore in cave; Corpse deserted -- Burma-Shave!
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L e p r e c h a u n 7 GORDON A. GULLICUTTY: Nigh, And the moonswept, Starflecked glow of your eyes... Here, in your bosom's dreamy warmth, In the cloudlashed dreamy secrets Of you, who will Know? Dawn came... Squittering, squittering, over the hills and into the shadowed, turdous pockets of night. You stirred in my arms; Your pock-marked, granulous, sleep- stinking body, albumined and sticky under the thighs. You raised your lips to be kissed -- Your round, swollen breasts urine-yellow In the sickly new light of the dawn. And the new day was here: Squittering, squittering, squittering... Hermit kept a Whore in cave; Corpse deserted -- Burma-Shave!
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