poemranker ::Biters by Crakyamuni

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Free verse № 142902

Biters

Member since 2002 · Posted 2 May 2006 · 0 comments

Loud and unproud was the doppelgangers moan looks like the trapper keepers ready to bone and it started to hurt my eye the police they stop bye still the thunder thigh threat looked relevent when the vet opened her dress Now things are not so lavish the poltergiest impoverished and my kitty still slavish and adept at the bends So I go to work- time to smell another cigarette

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