Reach the Pineapple
A rolling stone gathers no moths
Is a lobster a crushed Asian
Are you all just a pigment of my imagination
This will be my last will and tentacle
Reed the words i rite
I am not your escape goat
I don't fell well
do you have the anecdote for that
Lets cell a bait
Shoot graffiti in the air
i sea ewe stair lick eye am knot their
oar did i go two fair
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2019
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