2014 and I Am Sorry

I'm like what's next?

I'm in the P.D.X,
so flexed-
come rain or come next,

if the weather has test,
"I say" take the heather to caress the pests-

rush in on tether's and bust up their measures,

force on them pleasures because I take care the never never and replace them with edgers...

So take out your name,

and stake out the possessed,

because what allowed us always came to be best.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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