chris bowen, a.k.a to wit
New Friends - Poem by chris bowen, a.k.a to wit
the botth.are we the youth?
can i have the tooth loose after i bite your food
i bought the program? none.
i wasnt one.
im a pretty girl in a pizza place booth.
am i the youth? truth.
hello to good carrie waltzen and the good folks of philidelphia.
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