04-13-2016, 07:46 AM
Union
My beatbox bride
an echo on the reach,
sweet as almond scent
were carts and horses
rent a ride so high
the world will sell
itself belief and smile
when all the while
the banns were red
as sirens whale
beneath our beds.
My beatbox bride
an echo on the reach,
sweet as almond scent
were carts and horses
rent a ride so high
the world will sell
itself belief and smile
when all the while
the banns were red
as sirens whale
beneath our beds.
If your undies fer you've been smoking through em, don't peg em out