miss pealed...

so you from around here... wait... that sounds familiar... almost cheesy... creepy... hooney mooney... like that same overstretched fishing line... that old club bait... summer song chill out cold... sore throat with a pineaple flavor... it´s not just about who you kiss anymore... not even that finger linkin´ aftertaste... it´s all about finding God... making Love... fucking Shit... litterally... no bad joke... poke... coke... as long as it fits... and of course no one really knows what happened... not even if they enjoyed it... it was a such a drugged up moment... butt pain eventually goes away... and so do We... only our mispealing will remain...