Mistaken Identity
By Smeagol
Good gentlemen I feel it is my duty To tell you the news of a wonderous beauty Who came unto me this early morning Without a sign and without a warning Her face was like porclin her hair was like gold An angel from Heaven close to twenty years old Her skin it was milky and pure like good cream Truely a vision that came from a dream But then this wonderous creature did open her mouth And I was shocked and alarmed at the sound that came out For it was deep and raspy almost like a man Then to my horror I realized it was my own brother Dan So dissapointed my heart fell to the floor Crushed and betrayed it would rise nevermore So if a vision of beauty comes to you in the night Ask her to speak before you turn off the light Written April 8th, 2002 © on Apr 07 2002 10:19 PM PST 0 • 14
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"Good gentlemen I feel it is my duty..."