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A Woman With Two Edges

A woman with two edges
Stretched to wedge a sledge
Pledged to fledge from muss allege
A vetch in ledge sand waiting to recede

She’s a dilemma to two
Whew! Love for two to skew
Mew voice sprue over the queue
As her sexy bijou beauty accrue

Her face slashes through the heart
Darting tart to their mouth’s part
Outsmart their chart as it falls apart
“Sweetheart” more than a counterpart

To him, a puzzle to shuffle
To others, a snivel huddle to scuffle
To her, a jungle to hustle her muscle
And to us, nuzzle subtle to reshuffle

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