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A Coy In Love

THE COY! She wanted him so bad, but he gave her a knock off so hard, to the worlds extreme corner where all the atrocious are found. She saw the boy who stole his hat and coin at the spin wheel that night. And so she said, remember me from the county lounge. I am the coy whose heart the hat you wear belong. Name your prize and get this done, steal back my heart from the man at the county lounge. I am a coy, I cannot be in love. THE BOY! i'd make him crawl to your ample but for a price only you can pay, a taste of your coyness shall i take. i'd have you for breakfast,i'd have you as brunch,have you for lunch and then desert. but for dinner i'd have me a guest,the boy down the street has your craving too. A bite for grandpa jones shall i leave,heal his parkinson with your sweetness. And have your heart safely to your nest.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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