quid and dems


face

quazy,de way he plays me.says me,i,forgot my lines.too many times,iwas fives and dimes,nines and four,i got gore out ut not bush.cushion will pushin four.i got scores and scores to settle,next up,the peer kettle.



Poetry by to-wit
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Written on 2007-02-15 at 09:46

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