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Out the back
I had to be quiet she lay fast asleep
I crept and tiptoed out to the street
Getting in her car for a quickie
On the sneak
We've been at this awhile
The misses at home spits hatered that's vile
Teeth like a crocodile
But her friend seems to smile
Treating me like a king
I know it's only for the D
But In those moments
I forget that the one at home hates me .
I crept and tiptoed out to the street
Getting in her car for a quickie
On the sneak
We've been at this awhile
The misses at home spits hatered that's vile
Teeth like a crocodile
But her friend seems to smile
Treating me like a king
I know it's only for the D
But In those moments
I forget that the one at home hates me .
Published 3rd Jun 2018
| Edited 11th Jul 2018
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3rd Jun 2018 11:42pm
dearest Cosmo One
clever inking with a sad message at the end..
i'm feeling you..
love Crim
clever inking with a sad message at the end..
i'm feeling you..
love Crim
4th Jun 2018 4:25am
4th Jun 2018 6:44am
The bitter domestic atmosphere (that spurs so much infidelities) leads me to this rhyming comment:
Comfort on the sly
For a hen-pecked guy,
He goes out at night
For love and light.
Comfort on the sly
For a hen-pecked guy,
He goes out at night
For love and light.
