Up in the air

by ronnie ron b   Nov 26, 2012


Here i sit with my cock up in the air, it's not a plane it;s not a bird, give you a hint it's big as a bear, so as you sit there and surprising stare, you will notice it has but little hair, call the Guinness, call the times, it's a miracle and it rhymes.

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