Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2016
The lid fell off of the
Black pepper grinder.
The steak is still ******
Rank on the slicer
Just finished the study
Work on a splicer
Crust isn't quite sturdy
Snort all the flower
My lips taped with gauze
Cracked, ****** briber
You want it your way
So you'll never find her.
LeV3e
Written by
LeV3e  Missouri
(Missouri)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems