Called Her and Told Her Ian Was Coming

the combination of bought a realistic
view to what was going on.
one slip of the tougne one slip of the tonungue
would bring two opposing side together
one said in union it would recreate how
the structure of collabaration would
be defined as.
Lowbouis stand in el quesabras
while well to do fellas
sleep in mansions on hills
watch out for the rain El Quesabra
please stand by
there is a hurricane ah coming.
even the flute player realised how
horribale such conditions were
just even amagining being
spared or the oblivane
which await you.
Cry while onions ripened
season your meat
not to be gamey.
when the weather tames me.
who's to care!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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