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Sep 2013
I once was a right cadet
till Mary Jane called on me
she whispered in purple smoke
and with red lips through the letter box said

Hey baby don't be so **** sad
I know there is a lot that makes us mad
but honey don't get so crazy and bad
for they all turn to dust, smile honey ain't you glad

So I opened the door
and let this woman in
she gave me more then life
she gave me the fight within

She told me to **** as hard and blow till I croak
then said I'll do the same thing for you, then smoke
so I laid there and let her do her all
that night when sweet Mary Jane called


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
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