Never sit on a train
with two slices of lemon
on your head
for one
those lemons
don't go with your two blue eyes
and two
they burn like hell
three
you have to explain
to those whom have been watching you
your not man
just excentric
flutter your saw eyes
which you regert now
ether that
or stand up and take a bow.
May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 2:44 PM UTC
Never sit on a train
with two slices of lemon
on your head
for one
those lemons
don't go with your two blue eyes
and two
they burn like hell
three
you have to explain
to those whom have been watching you
your not man
just excentric
flutter your saw eyes
which you regert now
ether that
or stand up and take a bow.
won't make your eyes less sore
true story P@ul.
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