Sunday, March 25, 2007

Deep down the long dark country road

My eye was universal.
You gave heat to sheer
nylon taupe so brave.
He raved or she craved
the oui of a Paris year
party girl or panty gril
and not named Sal or Jill
with a rack a hill and a ball.

You shamed wet there.
I loved silky hair.
Weep who will I share
your care for all I sin
for all why song
can't be wrong if you're
the swell of my azure.
Be czar my love win long.

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