Aug 11, 2006 01:04
I have a pair of tan cordoroids on,
and black pair of loafers.
Theres a blue tee,
thats been discretly tatered open.
my sleeves are half drawn,
and my ginger flows softly against the blades.
The dirt creases the opening of my vocabulary.
and those ruffles from the heat, oh the attention that it brings.
Merly the moans are herd from the west,
as the henchmen confirms.
Amigo!