May 18, 2011

Another poem about a girl, fuck this, well what color is
her hair?

I was thinking red, but it could be blond. Like a nice
yellow…

fine fine

…and I wouldn’t get all mushy, not this time, I mean, I’d
really hold

back up, yeah. On the mush. Better for all, you know? we
all like to

see speakers

with more confidence. People like a confident man; women
like a confident

man, I know. I gotta work on that. In reality, you know, like

kid, kid.
I got no time for this. Write me something about chicks but
hold the mush?

yeah yeah, love
sans the love? Hey. Don’t get smart.

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