Thursday, January 28, 2010

Lacken Zee Bloggen
I want to move to an orchard
Modern life is often torture
The winter is always a scorcher
My signature's a forger

We used to call your dad 'the porcher'
Because he drank and belched a horrid chirp
Wanna hit the tennis court, sure?
It's about noon - time to take of the whore shirt


This blog is easy peasy like Japanesey.

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