Friday, July 24, 2020
teeth to mount
+17274222686@tmomail.net
11555 words morning count
Apple & banana await my teeth to mount
When i think of you, my heart beats
Pounds not ounces that it greets
Fl plays 2 days before UGA
But virus cuts out, so it's not great
I put 11555 the opening this book
I want to watch you as you cook
I think your potion puts me under a spell
Your hands have a lotion perfume has a smell
Are you trying to be funny, acting like i don't have needs?
The vacancy not sunny & that does not leave me pleased
I'm in my underwear i just got up
After coffee, get in gear i won't be a chump
I want you to tuck me in
I'm not a crook you are my girlfriend
i love you,
michael"DEE"house
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