stalking drug dealer 20.09.18
again forced to explain
poetry is one journey
getting stuck on me like crack cocaine
or you want to be with me like bert and ernie.
for to long now bugging
evidence and log massing
a waste of resources i'm tugging
might speak to c.dick about harassing.
you can not understand
poetry is my only addiction
look at the london programme for underhand
for EVER going to have friction.
cards on the table
to you bill i am talking
lets join and be cain and abel
or bring in a law about stalking.
- Author: hilllow ( Offline)
- Published: October 7th, 2018 04:18
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 8
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