Andrew O'Donoghue


Hot And Cold

Your so Hot the fluses makes me sweat.
But it last mere seconds then it sets.
In a mold that you created and regret.
To allow us to accept and respect.

But you mostly cold and hard.
Your icey breath make me stiff and tired.
I hope some day they will both combine.
And make the women i want be mine.

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