bad poetry

Write some corny poetry for her
I don't mind, I don't care
Kiss my head and then return to bed
It's ok

The paint is drying, the wall is dripping
She doesn't like your face
The night is coming and she can fake it so good

I was young and i can't go back time
It's a shame and a bless
Pour some alcohol in my cafe
It's ok

The paint is drying, the wall is dripping
She doesn't like your face
The night is coming and she can fake it so good



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