The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Smoke Detector of Sewage

Sewage of a signature smell
coming for the Smoke detector
by the intake of a cooling and heating

how clever, how sick
you will never be
voted the best of operations
to repair maintains

itchy, itchy, smell like rotten hell
but will sum (some)one go to jail...
not in the this pound (town)
not in this life bind (time)
time... 

aka: lyricvixen
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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