Gun-totin', Chronic-smokin' Hearse Initiator (ludickid) wrote,
Gun-totin', Chronic-smokin' Hearse Initiator
ludickid

I'm Will Shakespeare, bitch

I've heard she is a most salacious lass
One not to meet another's mother born
Dark clouds from off your spirits she will pass
Once from the streets unto your hearth she's borne

She sings delight at those who string the muse
And I, her favorite, foremost favor gain
When après-show into her chambers cruise
To pleasure her is pleasure, never pain

Within her wildness speaks; the girl's a super-freak
You'll for her treasures plead, in broadsheets of her read
A most salacious lass; get thee up in that ass
Her taste is to my taste; no inch of funk to waste
Most all right; quite all right
Forsooth, all right with me
Ow!
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