Laura's
You wrote you; upside down
I read you as Laura
Lips were rose; and chests ripe
Sweet lemons of Shiraz
You fed me fish and rice
Frankly that was nice
Two glass of the ale; I'm drunk
Then the bill and percent on the top
Like yourself, sweet sixteen
I drove crazy
Lamps and lights and snow all tipsy
I am home safe and sound
You receive gift of cause
Actress, your best was for free
Soft and white was the kiss
If you call for the film
We will work, let us see.
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