Let us forgive Ty Kendricks.
The place was Darktown. He was young.
His nerves were jittery. The day was hot.
The Negro ran out of the alley.
And so Ty shot.
Let us understand Ty Kendricks.
The Negro must have been dangerous.
Because he ran;
And here was a rookie with a chance
To prove himself a man.
Let us condone Ty Kendricks
If we cannot decorate.
When he found what the Negro was running for,
It was too late;
And all we can say for the Negro is
It was unfortunate.
Let us pity Ty Kendricks.
He has been through enough,
Standing there, his big gun smoking,
Having to hear the wenches wail
And the dying Negro moan.
it made me wet like broooo i did not know why
very funny Not poem
ooh ooh im going to..... s q u i r t
so so so wet. i need a change of clothes for how much i squirt
This poem caused an increase of blood flow to my lower extremities
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
lovely poem very sexy and delicious vey sad but very true vey smelly but very delicious very ugly but very beautiful very berry but very marry
I agree with you, super daddy.
SUper daddy please help me with my english homewek it is very herd like me, my adres is 5218 Willow Spring Creek, Spring TX 77386 tonight please