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Sara (poem, anecdote)

A powerful viking, bodacious burlesque! Much to my liking… I will attest.

Beowulf’s dropped jaw, Shield Sheafson’s toppled might. They’d stare in awe, at her voluptuous sight.

She’s serenading Sara, to say the least. With hidden turkey, let’s have a feast!

 
 
 

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