Observe

The curves.

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Juxtaposed dressed in clothes Or lying face to face Turn me on and over Hold me in your embrace

Turn my tune to tantamount Twiddle with the dial Do it with delicacy And do it with style

Observe the curves and calculate The principal approach Please adjust décolletage Pinned neatly with a brooch

When it’s done just for fun Throw salt over your shoulder It’s better when it is too late Saying I should have told her

Writing words I have heard Fragments linked in line Then exposed in juxtaposition Shazoom, you look divine

Walking talking telling lies Little white ones will do Settle on the settee And remove your other shoe

Parataxis Pieces Please pass me the salt Add some water to the mix And divide the fault

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David Rudder 2026

Note:

Parataxis | ˌperəˈtaksəs | noun Grammar the placing of clauses or phrases one after another, without words to indicate coordination or subordination, as in Tell me, how are you? Contrasted with hypotaxis.

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