Monday, February 28, 2011

Bump into an old flame and remember an old pain

"The L Word"

She was dynamite,
with an hourglass figure
and porcelain teeth.

I was the perfect match.

She had an acid tongue
and a short fuse.

I was the perfect match
to rub her the wrong way
And blow it,
whilst on a trip from a drunken kiss
that did not mean anything

She had a potty mouth
and the shit hit the fan!

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