in the heat of the summer, skin like diamonds, fat cat stance, and lips of longing and lust: "the circus came to town and we bought a vagina shaman. truth is i needed something to keep the yeast away. nothing will make you feel as unnattractive as trying to bake a loaf in your tails..not so fun gus."
"oh yeah, well then i stopped smoking in my lungs, da el lounge. robin was red, when she heard the truth about second hand smoke. left lung black, right lung white, ass like trina. ya know it gurl.
so the circus came to town today, i picked up some 'tude.
no no no you missheard, not a tune.
though the diablo sang loud about creme eyes and thunder thighs.
i got myself a dose of bitch.
bagged it like some groceries
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