Monday, 20 June 2011

Pretty Frickin' Proud

Hey hey look
There's a new face
Fetch my book
Take it at a slow pace.

Walk away
I'll follow you
My dismay
You're taken too.

I see an opening
I make my move
Your smile's deadening
Set the groove
But you still vanish
Under the cloud
I seem trickish?
I'm still,
Pretty Frickin' Proud.

Take a guess
Make my day
At the end confess,
Near the bay!

The rest is history
Make a tale
It's a mystery
All for, a piece of tail!

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