See they give me the keys to their castle, and then turn her over to me,
With chipped card,
And donut children,
Greasy with petro sweat,
To Dance through her,
To manscape on the Downlow,
Manscape free zone,
But my castle singings silence,
Scream eternity through strange electronic pulsing music,
The rave gloves strobbing,
In the most unexpected places,
Under the most unexpected protection,
With keys to the castle
- Author: Blue Dental Squirrel (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 13th, 2018 12:42
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 21
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