Wednesday, March 17, 2010


How nice to be somebody for a day,

Grabbing your ass till it all fades away,(Obama)

How nice if I were to say,

Holding your waist till I get drunk in a way

that I still remember it like was yesterday.

Crazy as that line may be,
Coward as I am still you can see,
Right at the moment you'll see me flee,
Leaving you might be a shame but who is to blame?
But you and me

Drinking water is like a routine,
Curry and fats that you shouldn't beamed,
Kiss the toad for he is a lovely prince,
A reward would come I hear its a ring.

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