The Newsman
THE NEWSMAN WAS PRESS FOR TIME
WILD STORIES WERE STUCK IN HIS MIND
HE TYPED THEM UP FAST
FELL STRAIGHT ON HIS ASS
WHILE HIS STORIES CREATED A SHRINE
Copyright © Daisy Ward | Year Posted 2019
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