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A Russian roulette in Paris

by Mugerwa_Muzamil

Babe, you knew When the clouds grow darker When the thunder thuds It's not going to be a fine weather Babe, you know When you hear a squeak sound in the bedroom It's not just the pets Girl, you see When the movie tempo rises For sure it's going to be a bad scene You're playing a Russian roulette in Paris Who got you a slingshot to face the tanks You blend a bouquet of guns and orchids I heard you sigh like a barbecue Now dizzy and woozy I sniff the  soot I can hear the sirens You played a Russian roulette in Paris 2nd December 2023.
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M / Uganda
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Written by
Mugerwa_Muzamil
M / Uganda
Published
Dec 2, 2023
Time
2m
Tags
#crime#adultery
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