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Jul 2019
Practically the most amazing.
Proper vernacular is changing
She who once was called a *****
Is now the woman that drives you crazy
And the little girl your raising.

Chasing daisies in the okanagan
But I forgot Alberta raised me
Hard as nails.
So put one in the coffin
But not the day to push up daisies


I'm like coffee in the morning.
While your sitting deep in traffic.
Combination makes you wanna
Get up and dance
Or flip somebody off and get your *** kicked...
Ain't it romantic.
Sleight of hand. Looks like I planned this.
When life comes full circle
Than I... yes I..  young simba will understand it...
I try in life to never treat ppl underhanded.
But don't mistake me for a saint
*** my angel wings
Are satan branded...
Like I'm trying to stop the bleeding
But theres no hello kitty
Bandaids
Boom boom. It's a mission.
Just to get myself a man date
Unappreciated by these guys
Who just want my body.....
**** straight.....
Did you think that I meant mandate
As in mandatory ...directive ...order
I really meant I need a man that wants more than fantasies.. directed... at my *****....
Maybe plan a summer solstice trip across the border...
to see the wall.
Than make a trip. Into the White House. To remove the Donald's *****
But you fools that know it all.
Think racism and hatred ******* fly.
I'm throwing up my flag of pride
And waving high to every
Single race of guy. Inside my naked mind...
Jordan Gablehouse
Written by
Jordan Gablehouse  27/Two-Spirit/Canada
(27/Two-Spirit/Canada)   
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