yesss mine sages' know
.
Write hear
Front yourn
her mystical
to i
There'z no believe
none
That Puff
there hern came
in the cloud uv smoke
(maybe with wingz
into mine
trance)
I must taste like
honey
she must like
mustard
*"sages'" spelled correctly
*and "Puff" iz used correctly
(az in sum primo stock ')
*p.s...nun'that makes it to my lungz... C\_/ only "]
Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2024
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