Bowling BallA Poem by Capaneus
Treat cha like a brand new bowlin ball When it comes to
lovin, I'm your proper wind fall gonna start with rubbin, little cyclical getcha flowin round that gutter wall then you head down mystical mystery lane ~Discover A pin pokin at your brain ~Recover strike at the knight again ~another Picture frame Wild stoken flame stroke strike choke complain "Eyes smiling"
well, who am I fight with that Roll you over, watch expressions freeze and clap Four clover to a deep concern cringe, tingle, yearn Stroke, strike, scream, return "i'm learning"
Rack rockin round the pit Hard split That's pickin up your spare with grit Oh S**t! Just takin turns Forsakin terms Foul line cross and burn
~pin wobbles Top'll now strike come on wow
~Phonate for the pow yearn yearning exhilaratin exhalin
~vib burning sense of zen 10th frame begin Balls come crashing in
~Crescendo
coinciding comic grin
Collapsing, wow, My God we win
grab a beer and roll again
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Private Bedroom Affection
Forget about your rental shoes Bring your zipper boots And your pirate loot
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Added on September 7, 2016 Last Updated on September 7, 2016 |