Vulgar words in The Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum (Page 1)
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The package that I carried was a tart That beat Vesuvius out for sizz and spunk, And when they put me in my little bunk You couldn't tell my jag and me apart.
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My soul is quite a worn and frazzled rag, My life is damaged goods, my price is cheap, And I am such a snap I dare not peep Lest some should read the price-mark on my tag.