Free Cee Z

*******HE SHUTTER I really must commend you on how well you command me “do this,” says you and I do as you say you can command me to stay or to run away it's all up to you as to what will be the decisions are never made by me where we will go and what we will do I just get my commandments from you when to wake up and when to go to sleep when to milk the cow and when to sheer the sheep it's all a matter of what you think should be done you are the commander of a lonely one plant the flowers, paint the shutter make the cheese and *******he butter well i'm turning the tables and now i'm in command and baby there are a few directives you'd better understand number one directive is to leave me alone if I need your advice i'll telephone now I need you to come over and mow the grass and my last order is to shove something sharp up your a*s © 2012.....copyright PHREEPOETREE ~f!~