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A Flower's Touch
2:17 p.m. & 2010-06-09
He was a savage conjurer,
a rancorous ravager,
He was as rough as sandpaper,
as cruel as stapler.
She was as soft as a flower,
streamlined as silk theater,
She was shy as a dear,
but need'nt bustle to steer
and tame his wild ways
into gentle love to pass her days.