Posted by Dorklower Cleary on March 21, 1999 at 00:55:14:
lemons are so licky with the wist
Samons are out braking on my wrist
Delila reches out her fist
Daniella smokes it in the mist
We are all just dust in the wind
I may never think I sinned
I I capitol I is what I sigh
What is tha t pew tread sm ile in t h e fIrE