Lurks
beauty lurks upon the night,
i lost me teeth i look a fright,
if i'm not careful me dog may bite,
but i'll keep on sucking lemons :)
i'll jam a cossie under me frock, (swim togs cossie)
me girlfriend gets a tiny shock,
jump in amongst the sleepy flock,
it's time 4 sum romancin :)
I canna stand this tawdry bar ,
and there you even bloody are
a dancing there with Nungidar
still a bloody prancing
just waffling here
Don Johnson 12-jul-11
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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