Two white shirts, starched
on the floor of a car, hatchback.
Blue beauty in the corner, wolfish grin
time for the assassin, new belief.
A resolute thing, his horns won't budge
flying from a limerick's mouth, cavernous.
Sunny youth departs in crocodile fears, a phase
Please don't, I swear the farewell will hold.
Jul 13, 2015
Jul 13, 2015 at 2:19 PM UTC
Two white shirts, starched
on the floor of a car, hatchback.
Blue beauty in the corner, wolfish grin
time for the assassin, new belief.
A resolute thing, his horns won't budge
flying from a limerick's mouth, cavernous.
Sunny youth departs in crocodile fears, a phase
Please don't, I swear the farewell will hold.
