Disco dinner and table, for all who hungry, for all who are able, this amidst the sea-side drift, it’s Tea Time with a phatty “spliff” when this is IT, and abound to bounce but hurting, simmer summer stung, ouch, Burt’s Bee’s, save me the favor- oh please, when and this is IT, I take a pull, yeah geez, on my needs I take a “HIT” out of an old rusty catcher’s mitt
I swear I’m not on Suboxone, EVER, or having gotten high on pot in about 2 years!
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