Life is cheep
So is dirt...
Southern fried glory
Watermelon ready to explode...
No heart, no courage, and no brains
Friends, Romans, Countrymen lend me your ears...
English.
Such a profound language...
In my past life,
I was said to be a politician...
Here lies the grave of Mary Lee
Died at the age of a hundred and three...
To all the poets on this site..
try and keep up with now...
I slumbered the early morning hours away. just so...
To the mall is where I went,
Just to take a stroll...
Faces,
faces...
Tap! Tap! Tap!
Let me tap that ass...
So What?
You have your life...