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Tinder Cinder

Swipe, swipe, match

By Leah ParkerPublished 4 years ago • 1 min read

She was yearning white hot, like a cinder.

So she started to swipe right on Tinder.

She was having a ball.

Swiped the bearded and tall

But if holding a fish that would hinder.

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Leah Parker

I just wanna write!!!

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    Written by Leah Parker