ahhh...i love it when i can play again...
To be made.
This maid
Quite likes this fact.
But my knee goes wobbly
When what's allowed
Hits home.
Poetry by jenks
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Written on 2011-04-20 at 01:23
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Off My Knee
There is no senseTo be made.
This maid
Quite likes this fact.
But my knee goes wobbly
When what's allowed
Hits home.
Poetry by jenks
Read 440 times
Written on 2011-04-20 at 01:23
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