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By B.K. Date: 2010 Mar 04 Comment on this Work [[2010.03.04.22.09.13670]] |
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We taught romance how To play every romantic song Fight songs sad songs We done it wrong songs We both stood our ground songs Played lost and profound Found the G-spot Lost a few rounds songs And yet we’re still standing here Licking our index fingers Holding them to the wind Wondering humm Which way the winds of love are blowing And in what direction to approach Whether to boil the oil Sharpen the poison arrow tips Or do we do the one eye surrender Let down the bridge over the moat Then hang a white flag to the sky For as they say... All’s fair in love torture and (sigh) Castle armor deflection of incoming missiles ©bk3/4/10 |