A purple carpet.
Sharp.
Spiky.
Cold shrugged off.
It's used to it.
The girls name's laid upon the grass.
That girl so lucky,
Feels the gypsy's pinch.
The lady peeks up the Scotsman's kilt, to see just what he's hiding.
(c) Livvi
Oct 10, 2014
Oct 10, 2014 at 5:22 PM UTC
A purple carpet.
Sharp.
Spiky.
Cold shrugged off.
It's used to it.
The girls name's laid upon the grass.
That girl so lucky,
Feels the gypsy's pinch.
The lady peeks up the Scotsman's kilt, to see just what he's hiding.
(c) Livvi
Scottish heather, combined with a reckless mind!
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