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walking past the mail box 5th
i can smell the razored grass watermelon
hear the clangk of horseshoes
see braids and plastic braettes falling to the ground
in a victory dance
i can hear each sick foot step
but i cant hear any thing to my left
she always shits in his yard
and i always laugh.
i can smell the razored grass watermelon
hear the clangk of horseshoes
see braids and plastic braettes falling to the ground
in a victory dance
i can hear each sick foot step
but i cant hear any thing to my left
she always shits in his yard
and i always laugh.