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Streetlight Strolling
13 April, 2020
Author: Mental

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I saw her streetlight strolling
Hands in her pockets
Talking to herself a conversation was boiling.
She strutted like she
was on roller skates
And as far as I can tell
She motioned me to come over
And she looked like hell.
She said " I could use a hit"
Is there any I can have ?
And her once delicate features
were overrun
By deadly creatures.

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barb (66.103.47.14) -- Monday, August 31 2020, 03:54 am

noticing the bad

good for you to know she was bad news.
 
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