Thursday, January 3, 2019

Just out of Bed, Cold Energy



Please,

Put your penis on the platter.

Don't run away in a clatter.

With the doctor and the mad hatter.

Because I don't want to see your bones.

When I am digging with my dirt shovel.


I want you and i to live in the sky.

When we laugh out loud, like we own the dirt Devil.


The End





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