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MaxJoker · June 11th, 2017, 05:27 PM

New Slang

Gold teeth and a curse for this town
Were all in my mouth
Only, I don't know how they got out, dear
Turn me back into the pet
I was when we met
I was happier then with no mindset
And if you'd took to me like a
Gull takes to the wind
Oh, I'd a-jumped from my trees
And I'd a-danced like the king of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would have fared well
New slang when you notice the stripes
The dirt in your fries
Hope it's right when you die, old and bony
Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall
Never should have called
But my head's to the wall and I'm lonely
And if you'd took to me like a
Gull takes to the wind
Well, I'd a-jumped from my trees
And I'd a-danced like the kind of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would have fared well
God speed all the bakers at dawn
May they all cut their thumbs
And bleed into their buns 'till they melt away
I'm looking in on the good life I might be doomed never to find
Without a trust or flaming fields am I too dumb to refine?
And if you'd 'a took to me like, well
I'd a-danced like the queen of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would have fared well

June 11th, 2017, 05:27 PM	#687
MaxJoker Beloved Brother Join Date: Mar 2008 Location: Cemetery Gardens_Arterial Blood Lane_Rampton Secure Unit_Extra Violent F Wing_Cell 19 Posts: 69,106 Thanks: 372,713 Thanked 987,564 Times in 69,067 Posts	New Slang Gold teeth and a curse for this town Were all in my mouth Only, I don't know how they got out, dear Turn me back into the pet I was when we met I was happier then with no mindset And if you'd took to me like a Gull takes to the wind Oh, I'd a-jumped from my trees And I'd a-danced like the king of the eyesores And the rest of our lives would have fared well New slang when you notice the stripes The dirt in your fries Hope it's right when you die, old and bony Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall Never should have called But my head's to the wall and I'm lonely And if you'd took to me like a Gull takes to the wind Well, I'd a-jumped from my trees And I'd a-danced like the kind of the eyesores And the rest of our lives would have fared well God speed all the bakers at dawn May they all cut their thumbs And bleed into their buns 'till they melt away I'm looking in on the good life I might be doomed never to find Without a trust or flaming fields am I too dumb to refine? And if you'd 'a took to me like, well I'd a-danced like the queen of the eyesores And the rest of our lives would have fared well __________________ My hypocrisy only goes so To view links or images in signatures your post count must be 0 or greater. You currently have 0 posts. To view links or images in signatures your post count must be 0 or greater. You currently have 0 posts.