The Girl From Bollywood High

Faster than a speeding Zephyr, she climbed into my cast of late-teen lovers

Raven bangs eat at my sensitivities like crow, yet she is no glutton for curs

As she scorns my apparitions, once frankfurters y Apollo con carne

Do the Lamentations of Thanatos apply to her Old World wavelengths?

Nary a single may curse cum larynx the rapids she supplies to prosimians

Sorrow and empty thanks: sour symptom of the epistemological felons

Hooting uncouth and sans karat for a posthumous glimpse of the girl from Bollywood High.

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