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A lodge of smoke,
to make me choke;
From heated stone
Poured water on.
A cold rub helps,
but my heart yelps:
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Early morning when the sea is still quiet…
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Call on a Dog,
just like a hog.
It wags it’s Tail
instead of wail.
Looks to my eye,
as though I’m Sly—
Am I Friend?
And not a Fiend?
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When I passed by this shrub and asked what it is, I was told it’s a kanding-kanding. I passed by it the second time and a different person said it’s an iring-iring. =D.
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Lights dimmed, music—
some acoustic…
Then the masseuse coughs!
Tingling powder,
Smell of camphor…
Then the masseuse sniffs!
‘ these presages?
The massages
from tie-erred hands—
Hands though in heat,
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