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‘Off Februar the fyitene nycht’ in Kinsley Poems (1989) 52: All led thay uthir by thair tersis, / Suppois thay fycket with thair ersis / It mycht be na remeid.at fuck, v.
‘Off Februar the fyitene nycht’ in Kinsley Poems (1989) 52: All led thay uthir by thair tersis, / Suppois thay fycket with thair ersis / It mycht be na remeid. ‘In Secreit Place this Hyndir Nycht’ in Kinsley Poems (1989) 41: He clappit fast, he kist and chukkit [...] Yet be his feirris he wald haue fukkit: ‘Ye brek my hart, my bony ane’.at fuck, v.
‘My Gudame’ in Kinsley Poems (1989) 101: My dame wes a gay wif [...] Thay callit her Kynd Kittok.at kittie, n.
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