Tag: rhythm
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Expired License Day Drive
Finally got my limo Can’t drive that’s the thing though Touching Her in the back Frisky dingo More holes than Ozone I’m accumulating orgone Energy converting to orgasm Drunk driving home We knock down cones Bird in back says I’ve the lonely bones Result assured like the fight was thrown No chance I’ll spend tonight…
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Love’s Conclusion
Bromides for Brunhilda, her Sigurd serpent summoned The land is divided like a fair share pie, the music died wrote Don McClean Submerging for unworthy causes, the waves break on and off the hump of H.L. Hunley All the drakes are loosed, Sigurd through the magic mist, Sigurd land of Honah Lee Ennead of lake…