Kind Strangers And Happy Hours Poem by I AM THAT MOUSE
Kind Strangers And Happy Hours
it's last call...
buy me one
more shot
make it a double
you're hot
and i'm trouble
dance closer
kind stranger
the night's still young
unaware of danger
just slip me the tounge
don't dare ask
my last name
you're not the one
but play the game
let's make out...it's fun.
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