I wrote it that way on porpoise
it was meant as a surfries
Words and lemons on the surface
I hope my menning doesn't, die
I type as beast I can
digits, frying over keeys
after all, I'm jest a man
standing, whilst, I ***
****** to be a textual failure
in a sexting, number lottery
alas, I'll have no saviour
for my fat fingered, poetry
Aug 17, 2017
Aug 17, 2017 at 11:46 AM UTC
I wrote it that way on porpoise
it was meant as a surfries
Words and lemons on the surface
I hope my menning doesn't, die
I type as beast I can
digits, frying over keeys
after all, I'm jest a man
standing, whilst, I ***
****** to be a textual failure
in a sexting, number lottery
alas, I'll have no saviour
for my fat fingered, poetry
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