I Have Nothing Up My Sleeve
By dean_johnston
Sun, 12 Sep 2004
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as he filled my mouth with coins
and my ears with the stroke of silk
his voice as slick as panstick
rich as a round of applause
and he showed me his empty sleeves;
I realised
there was just enough room there
to wear my heart out on.
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