Victoria Blister
meet me in Victoria
where i will grab ahold'a ya,
and kiss you till good-morning.
good stories we'll tell
we've built them up well,
"i miss you,"
can't resist you,
dirty rotten scoundrel fuck. ...
in a Cabin one day
on your lips I will play,
a love song sweetly whispered. ...
you never can stay
it's fun in that way,
my heart however, blistered.
i'll just stand here and watch you kiss her.
jdkhintz
I love how “dirty rotten scoundrel fuck” contrasts with the rest of that stanza.
I’m a big fan of contrast
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