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Met a woman she's spouting prose She's got luggage eyes and a roman nose Her body is slung from side to side Need a lift she said much obliged I'm riding piggy-back Then I come to her shack We go inside the place is a mess She said my name's the liquid poetess She unties her mouth And her buckskin dress She drinks from a bottle labeled tenderness I'm in one hand in the other's a can