The hot, burnt coffee scorches my tongue
A fair warning-
That pink, fleshy appendage serves to remind me
However much I enjoy something
If I don't pay attention
It might jump at the chance to bite me.
Mar 8, 2012
Mar 8, 2012 at 4:06 PM UTC
The hot, burnt coffee scorches my tongue
A fair warning-
That pink, fleshy appendage serves to remind me
However much I enjoy something
If I don't pay attention
It might jump at the chance to bite me.
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