To each is owned..
By Groshem Wick
She was a bone diggin daddy crochin through the bush - He was a cherry poppin mamma lookin through the door - There eyes met, there hearts aswept, the bodies was a tingle, tangle, angled, dripp. Emanations should be so grand as two adorned could rule the land. Fortell the futur gone is now, that we may atwist the key, and rule the sand in time. She was a dog diggin bitch - He was a pussy whippin whore - Written August 27th, 2001 © on Aug 27 2001 07:41 AM PST 0 • 14
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"She was a bone diggin daddy..."