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Poem For Mister Halalalalalal

With a hat.

Can't touch that.

 whore! 
 never a bore
 you didn't say much to my face
 but i imagine you in lace
 i would /so/
 not spray you with mase
 be my date
 or i'll kill you.

Your eyes? Do they... lie? Do they realise That i...

That's not all.

 And i want you to know
 Too bad
 you're not my hoe
 you're not a passing fad
 or an XXX-tra firm dildo
 but you're bad
 and it means a lot.
 because you're a quick shot
 to my
 heart.
 remove this dart
 don't even start
 or i will HURT
 and i will WEEP
 until you are DROWNING
 in your SLEEP
 you 
 are.

So true.

YOU.

might be kind of like a blue bird a little rosey herd of buffalo

topping a little hoe she's screamin' no no

but you still go.

BECAUSE YOU ARE DANIEL. AND YOU ARE KING.

King. of all living things of all my diamond rings do you know what i mean? i am a fiend. for your love.

your blood. in the ocean in my womb in my comb

in my bones.

Oh. and did i mention... you are like a flower gettin' limper every hour my big black ram my little ham either way

You are much like a condom. Rum Rum Rum condom.

you save my babies from escaping you keep our booties shakin' because we are big ballers and you are our.... webpage designer. spirit confiner. lesbian diner. carriage liner.

Big turtleneck. goose skin v neck long giraffe neck.

oh lord i'm a whore-d and i'm really quite lame so it's a shame it's our bedtime we're done these rhymes but we've done damn fine So don't step outta line

And Daniel. you are our x-rated Sex confinscated extra recycled kind of refined high class design sex in a can you are our main man and we love you. like the gum on our shoes- like the red raspberry blues- like the hoe's love their fools..

<3 hearts, na&rach

 
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