Treasure Island

Davis Williamson

(1-23-1964 / Franklin)

Wicked Little Bunnies

Wicked little bunnies
They sat in the corners
Watching as others dance
While trying to bite and claw
And spitting obscenities
As the other guest
Try to enjoy their night.

Submitted: Monday, March 03, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, March 05, 2014

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