"Fuck you! She was my sister:"
That she was, we banged like the kettle
drums in a Kiri Te Kanawa recital.
All tits and claws and screaming.
The preening type,
who does the make up in the car thing
after ripping the buttons off
my tattered Armani shirt,
while shouting how fucking ugly
her wicked stupid sister is.
"At least she didn't give me aids
like your brother."
prompted from here the word 'opera' has been removed on leanne's suggestion from L 3.
That she was, we banged like the kettle
drums in a Kiri Te Kanawa recital.
All tits and claws and screaming.
The preening type,
who does the make up in the car thing
after ripping the buttons off
my tattered Armani shirt,
while shouting how fucking ugly
her wicked stupid sister is.
"At least she didn't give me aids
like your brother."
prompted from here the word 'opera' has been removed on leanne's suggestion from L 3.