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Pound Cake
Smack me with that everlasting wit
destroy someone's character, please!
you're starting to bore me
trust me when I say it wasn't your looks
that caught me on that hook,
it was your big ass mouth
so start using it,
even on me...
tell me all the things you think
thought or thought and let die
cause my ears need that sound
of whatever it is they want....
blah, blah, blah, blaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
destroy someone's character, please!
you're starting to bore me
trust me when I say it wasn't your looks
that caught me on that hook,
it was your big ass mouth
so start using it,
even on me...
tell me all the things you think
thought or thought and let die
cause my ears need that sound
of whatever it is they want....
blah, blah, blah, blaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Published 7th Jun 2014
| Edited 11th Jun 2014
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8th Jun 2014 1:07am
8th Jun 2014 7:28am
8th Jun 2014 11:06am
Droning reverberations of monotonic oral slaughter... makes my ears bleeeeeeeeeed! Your words are witty-wicked ice cubes for my eyes, blah, blah... cool!
8th Jun 2014 6:52pm
Ah let him practice godwottery until your ears recede into your head! Bloody good and witty Nikki.
Anonymous
8th Jun 2014 7:21pm
Very creative and original one,Nikki!
9th Jun 2014 4:36pm
27th Jun 2014 4:39pm
