chris bowen, a.k.a to wit

Rookie (04 30 1969 / fernanadina a.k.a ghost town)

Hope Plummets - Poem by chris bowen, a.k.a to wit

most of the time theres an illusion, then paris hilton comes a calling.what is she, shot balling? babylon is falling, falling, falling.thats right.mylon lefever is one of her customers.she thinks hes got his southern right.southern what? southern indiana, i guess.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 7, 2008

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