Sunday, December 5, 2021

Corner pocket

 You're so hot.

You got the last shot.

You crime, you dine, you shine, you swine.

You're so cold.

You've got the gold.

You wake, you shake, you make, you create.

You've got nothing on me

You've only got 

Something on yourself.


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