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Pandora and the Circle Jerk

PANDORA AND THE CIRCLE JERK She makes the rounds each night at nine and he was there all of the time but he knew trouble was her ploy so passed her by for other toys then threw them all away. His life was loose, a lib'ral crime and he beat off most of the time for she was trouble and he knew if he'd touch her, he'd fall into a place where he would stay. He breathed the weed for his sublime between tequila and the lime but love was longer than the dance and peace of soul was circumstance so he kissed her one day. His trouble flowed out from all time into his life to be his crime, and then he jerked so hard he broke between his lime and second toke and cried his life away. © ron wilson aka vee bdosa

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 6/2/2012 11:24:00 AM
Temptation? I like the way this played out. Tanya
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Date: 6/2/2012 9:19:00 AM
better to take chances than to sit back and obsess. this is lovely really lovely <3
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