veins
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blood in her normally placid | veins | so he didnae sleep with |
face would be beetroot wriggly | veins | bulging from his temples under |
breasts see through vests bulging | veins | cricks and sprains king canute |
the beetling traffic in its | veins | the anacostan tribe has left |
feathers whilst michaelangelo sketching the | veins | from a flesher s corpse |
of her haun why were | veins | blue when blood wis red |
blood that runs in her | veins | is cut throat chill aeons |
but fur yer daddy blue | veins | criss crossed the back of |
breem s a riot tarmac | veins | are ticht wi whizzin wheels |
ye aa bluid in yer | veins | o auld scotia three thoosan |
laird s bluid in her | veins | sae he hid them baith |
at wid be fedders blueichtie | veins | far ye cd see e |
pooshion they shot up their | veins | sookit ooto them aa sense |
their vine like trellis of | veins | clumped like blue grapes at |
peace pumped contentment through his | veins | until a slug of scotch |
cut fringe tubes in her | veins | like straas in a jar |
creeps with winter in its | veins | aeroplane climbs up into some |
cushion puir myra hid nae | veins | left tae makk ony eese |
and fear rushed through my | veins | at the same time i |
bedcover bones stickn oot and | veins | showin through ah took his |
of glenlomach coursing through his | veins | soothing his mind and body |
see them glowerin at ma | veins | cause its green ye ken |
a mesh of small bucolic | veins | came up to ask where |
the sooch ti the delicat | veins | o the white sea campion |
peddle heroin tae pyson halflins | veins | his public darg wis t |
glaumerie no birze intil his | veins | in a glisk he fand |