The poem
After you left me I let a dog smell at My chest and my belly. It will fill its nose And set out to find you.
I hope it will tear the Testicles of your lover and bite off his penis Or at least Will bring me your stockings between his teeth.
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The poem
After you left me I let a dog smell at My chest and my belly. It will fill its nose And set out to find you.
I hope it will tear the Testicles of your lover and bite off his penis Or at least Will bring me your stockings between his teeth.
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