The sky is a Rococo masterpiece
Baby blues and pinks- natures pastels
And clouds reminiscent of a God
But where are all of the fat little cherubs?
Fluttering freely admist the gaps in the clouds where the golden bars of sunlight stream through to the ground?
Or buzzing 'round like bees
The head and feet of some **** full bodied woman?
Mar 14, 2018
Mar 14, 2018 at 11:54 AM UTC
The sky is a Rococo masterpiece
Baby blues and pinks- natures pastels
And clouds reminiscent of a God
But where are all of the fat little cherubs?
Fluttering freely admist the gaps in the clouds where the golden bars of sunlight stream through to the ground?
Or buzzing 'round like bees
The head and feet of some **** full bodied woman?
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