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Emblems Of Love

Chapter 9 No.9

Word Count: 1049    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

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mi

moody, Morris

nk, at

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ering ab

you there, my bo

rr

ove; but alt

by lo

re a simple f

rr

'm mainly

that's an h

rr

if I

e, your Jean, (l

ers, hearing the

an thought take

teel laid among

n love, and talki

rr

oved Jean, I'

leasures of the

on for ever:

as always tastin

ul thing in m

, which has a r

ter stink when i

hy specia

rr

The girl's

mi

urd, it's true;

nk her made of

angry: she has a

l's beauty meant

And where's the

r because sh

y that drives

es her too. B

now what

rr

an, he

sible manners

o to love by t

s and hoofs in th

an whose lover r

owling, barkin

mi

rit, spirit!

got a body,

ll me what my

if I h

rr

it's s

nge. A girl goes

sail over the

e and lissom

ging spirit o

her in shape

ere for is that

the love of

mi

fifty lovers

y's few

rr

goin

es me good, I'l

walk home

mi

't bo

it, it will be

IS go

rinking's bette

sickly fel

tion spirit,

thought a burly

brabble? Sure h

ood than I hav

s with words, t

com

boy? Who was you

e was he's gone.

u're here; you'

ourse, And y

e

've for

w can you say th

begin to pity

mi

ing now; it's

the skill of

inches of i

han know a wo

y on a

e

ueer

is that you

y you do. But

ellows for thei

onder at in th

s rough as bric

nnikin and g

punk in him t

rtily, he's th

done with all

d in a thing a

nly get you

mi

me? You wicked

like this? Aft

whole hea

e

re no

w, seems a like

ere a torch; an

ou enough? Death,

e

h. There's smoke

r too. Hand

l me to-morrow the

e

ittle beast, yo

t you'ld be so

bite; I mean it.

. Take off your

e in unseen and

rr

filthy villaino

rt the hellish

f. You'll need a

H slin

e you sprained at

e

I thank you?

erving girls m

many voices li

use we serve, we

an their cattl

. You don't co

rr

l: after to-n

. And as for him

e

evil's ribs,-I m

l dist

rr

Jean. My n

e

rris-dear. O I

denly ki

, you'll think t

O how silly!-But-g

man! What luck! M

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