Runway

Stamp your feet 1-2-3
Stamp your feet 1-2-3
1-2-3 and stop!

Stop it I say, I say to the moans of the pounding core.

Stop the torture of your stamping, pounding directly to my hole.

Stop looking and stop the finding, for I am just here alone waiting for someone that will bring the key to break me free.

Stop it I say, Stop it I pray.

Stop the the stamping of your feet in my doorway!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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