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The Spirit Of Wine

Poem By William Ernest Henley

She's not a conversationalist; I must let it be known.
but she got me faster into the sack than any girl I've known.
Lying there beside her, could she live up to the hype?
She stuck a needle in my vein; yes I am just "her" type.
I see the blood flow into her, she's seemingly insatiable.
The plasma she'll return to me, this Alix is sensational.
Three patients can be treated with each donation I supply.
It's national blood donor month so give Alix a try!

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