I couldn't write a song
about everything that's wrong...
King Kong and Henry
Never had a single son...
On the first day of the trip
I was tempted to equip...
Ann lost her head over that King
how could she do such a thing...
I have a reoccurring dream
where I believe keys...
Is her skin green and
covered in warts dressed in...
Hairy female feet
Pretty nasty I think...
Redneck Easter
By Mark Spencer...
The day proved to be warm
with the shine of the sun...
I am your skin
And it's my thrill...
The moment seams dry as time reads on,
The eyes panics, empowered by fears...
Laughing a little
discount...