Weekender (parody of pretender)A Poem by marshymanMet you in the park you said lets go and descend. We were still in the park so it all began. Send in all of your friends here as the groans go singing, again. The weed you love to keep the need to never sleep make you unsteady, you’re unsteady. Your strange hippy incense your screams of offence that whole nonsense. Spitting indecently, boy. Her will is spinning me it’s never ending, never ending. Teenage glory What if I say you're not like the others © 2010 marshyman |
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Added on July 26, 2010 Last Updated on July 26, 2010 |