woolsey owl
who that
one wits’ curl
fun way truth..
tet, sure was proof
soft in the hooves
fun way truth..
loved justices’ glue
walked in sustenances' soul
fun way truth..
gives honestly that glance
integrity his amore’ blasts
fun way truth..
fit-n-trim, tight-n-slim
music’s, fined by who’s wind
fun way truth..
styles gots his girl
minds’ in that twirl
fun way truth..
seedless emptied baby
for a while yet lady
fun way, it’s that -- truth!!!
Michael Darrell Walker
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