The sharp shark, gravity failed her boobies. Rolex 2 show me your time

Nothing made her smile.
like a painting, white walls...
She made my mind, spread a one, mile...
Lady in red, don't touch my balls

Lady in red, behave
Your heart shaped head
I wonder if you ever shave.
Lady in red, should we go to bed?

The shark showed me her sharp teeth, lemon was just a factor floating

in the suspicious mind of Dr. lonely. The bumble bee's looked a bit

repulsive, and a bit dangerous, very furry, like the green stuff once found

on Mrs Coalfields old cheese (but black and yellow). Talking about ms cold bitch, her boobs

always bounced up and down. like juggling two footballs with her rusty knees.

You could tell she did it on purpose, 2 make time fly I guess. You could see how

sexy she felt, good 4 her. I always wondered if she had anything beneath the fake fur, she claimed

2 b an "exclusive no labeled by coco and the channel". I never argued with her about that.

4 the consequences was a slap on the face with raisin looking boob. I live my life with consciousness.

Rule nr one, the only rule I choose not 2 brake, the I stuff her withe old cake.

Luckily 4 me I managed 2 escape that disaster of town up their. Snow melts and people seem

2 not want 2 change. I change all the time, every second of my life I gain a bit more of natures

knowledge, and time doesn't exist, just the illusion 4 fancy people, adorned with costly jewelery. Rolex.