Boobs

Booze doggy, booze... Snooze sloggy groove, Cruz... cruz- joggy, news, so true, exactly what I do. Ignite it! Write the flame, understand litany's shame, do one do others, because of my brothers, who said who'd who? Calculated the hairy groove... I seemed to choose, I seemed to have become new- but this towns very coldness shows me shoes. I'm going home now, to vote for more proof, an even-ness or eventual eagerness.