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Not Tonight I opened my email late one night, And there I saw a tantalizing sight; A bosom so engaging to create lust. Corrupt the mind, the id to combust; And forlorn I started to open this spam, Yet I knew I should derive the scam, That was cast upon me to enact, A way my money they could extract; So I hit delete with all my might, And said, Thank you, but not tonight!
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