You won't see me
jumping out of planes
blindfolded, and running
from the bulls, in Spain
Shooting down the slopes
on snowboard, or skis
doing an idiot prank
on you-tube, or TV
Falling in a steeple chase
on my face or back
I know, it's just a race
coordination, that I lack
No, no visages of dares
stunts or horrid episodes
not a sideshow at the fair
or water drunk, in Mexico
I'm pretty staid
not taking any chance
neutered and not spayed
but loving, the romance :D
Mar 15, 2017
Mar 15, 2017 at 2:22 PM UTC
You won't see me
jumping out of planes
blindfolded, and running
from the bulls, in Spain
Shooting down the slopes
on snowboard, or skis
doing an idiot prank
on you-tube, or TV
Falling in a steeple chase
on my face or back
I know, it's just a race
coordination, that I lack
No, no visages of dares
stunts or horrid episodes
not a sideshow at the fair
or water drunk, in Mexico
I'm pretty staid
not taking any chance
neutered and not spayed
but loving, the romance :D
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