I escaped the irons blowing kisses to future fathers-
I escaped the bronx cheers and lack of filligre,
I escaped the
"shut your mouth, old hound-
lend your ears to the lack of me."
Aug 23, 2011
Aug 23, 2011 at 4:45 AM UTC
I escaped the irons blowing kisses to future fathers-
I escaped the bronx cheers and lack of filligre,
I escaped the
"shut your mouth, old hound-
lend your ears to the lack of me."
