FROM THE POETRY BLOTTER OF EARL S. STONAH, ESQ.
Taxicab, pouring
ass rain. I'm trying to meet
my sweet baby Jane.Peer out the window
what do I see? Cupid's bow
pointing straight at me.
originally posted by daiichi
FROM THE POETRY BLOTTER OF EARL S. STONAH, ESQ.
Taxicab, pouring
ass rain. I'm trying to meet
my sweet baby Jane.Peer out the window
what do I see? Cupid's bow
pointing straight at me.
originally posted by daiichi