Treasure Island

DAVID werts

(United States)

FACEBOOK POKE:


POKE ME ONCE POKE ME TWICE
POKE ME EVERY WHERE I THINK THAT WOULD BE NICE.

POKE ME IN THE DAY POKE IN THE NIGHT
POKE ME BABY YOU KNOW WHAT I LIKE.

POKE FOR EVERYONE THATS WHAT ID SAY
I POKE YOU WILL YOU POKE ME TODAY?

POKES FOR GIRLS POKE FOR GUYS
POKES FOR FAMILY AND FRIENDS THAT ARISE.

POKE YOUR MOM POKE YOUR DAD
POKE IS GOOD AND SOMETIMES BAD.

POKES LET YOU KNOW WHEN SOMEONE IS THERE
POKES ARE EVEN THE ONES THAT JUST STARE.

POKE IS ONE TO TELL IF SOMEONE WANTS TO TALK
POKES ARE EVEN THERE FOR THE ONE THAT STALK.

SO POKE ME AND ILL POKE YA BACK
SEE YOU IN A POKE OR TWO JUST REMEMBER THAT.....

Submitted: Friday, September 13, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 16, 2013

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